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.

Wangchuan sent Qiao Nian a message,

a call from

of the day. The other party had the intention to keep calling if he didn't pick up. He rubbed

Hello.n

not even picking up my

took his phone away without a trace and said casually, "No, I had something on. I didn't look

him and went straight to the point. She asked, "Where's

leaned against the sofa. No emotions could be seen on his attractive face, but his eyes darkened. He said in a clear

to handle 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

eyeing us in Beijing. If

gaze fell on the prayer beads on his wrist and he said calmly, "I know. Don't worry about this. I'll see

you?" Ye Lan did not probe

worriedly, "Is she okay?"

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