Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

"I'm glad you came. I received the book the other day. Don't worry, I'll fulfill my father's wishes and transfer money to the people recorded in the book every month."

He checked the name list that Qiao Nian had given him. They were all his father's old comrades.

Wei Mingxuan pursed his lips, unable to hide the emotion on his face. He whispered to the girl, "Qiao Nian, thank you. If it weren't for you..."

Before he could finish, Wei Lou walked over and grabbed his arm to interrupt him. He was sloppy as if he didn't care about anything. "Dad, why are you talking so much? Enough, let Qiao Nian go in first. What will others think if you block the door?"

Many guests came to pay their respects to the Wei family today. They were all famous figures in Beijing. Wei Mingxuan presided over the family.

He was the absolute master of the day.

The host had neglected so many guests and went to talk to a young girl instead. That in itself was eye-catching.

A lot of people were looking in this direction.

if trying to figure out her

Mingxuan had been through a lot. With his son's reminder, he

catch up.

little helplessly. "Look at

and looked at the girl apologetically. "Miss Qiao, don't mind me.

situations. She raised her hand and subconsciously wanted to pull at the brim of her cap. However, she realized that she wasn't wearing a baseball cap today. She lowered her hand. Her fair skin shone in the sunlight, making her eyes look exquisite. "Uncle Wei, you don't have to be polite with me.

had not been able to snatch anyone back

that she realized

short. It was as if a person was

She was expressionless, but her actions were warm. "My condolences." She patted his shoulder and retracted her hand. With one hand in her pocket, she

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sloppy smile from when he was circling the city. However, the corners of his mouth only curled up halfway before falling down again, leaving only

for three years. For the past three years, he had been thinking about