Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

After replying, Qiao Nian stood up to blow dry her hair.

Her hair was already half dry. It was dry after a light blow.

After drying her hair, Qiao Nian was a little thirsty. She walked to the desk and picked up the mug before realizing it was empty.

Her eyes were quite dry. She had just placed the mug down when she saw the phone screen light up again from the corner of her eye.

Qiao Nian leaned against the desk with her long legs crossed. She stood up casually and picked up her phone and saw that it was a message from Ye Wangchuan. "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Qiao Nian had just placed the mug halfway down when she saw this message. She took her phone off the charging line and walked out.

Downstairs.

sent Qiao Nian a message, his phone

call from

intention to keep calling if he didn't pick up. He rubbed his temples, his white knuckles knocking on the table. He still

Hello.n

even picking

Wangchuan's head hurt from her loud voice. He simply took his phone away without a trace and said casually, "No,

She asked, "Where's Nian Nian? Is she with you? Is she okay? What's with the exposure on the Internet?

the sofa. No emotions could be seen on his attractive face,

this?" Ye Lan spoke quickly and deeply. "Grandpa knows about this, too. He was asking me about this earlier. I don't know the inside story either and only told him that I don't know. He'll probably call you later. Since you've decided to

So many people are eyeing us in Beijing.

on his wrist and he said calmly, "I know.

you?" Ye Lan did not probe further about what he planned to do.

worriedly, "Is she okay?"

looked up to the second floor and pursed his lips. He didn't know