Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

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Even though she did not delete Jiang Yao's WeChat this time, she couldn't be bothered to deal with these people!

However, Qiao Nian remembered something when she saw Jiang Yao's message-Old Master Jiang was almost done with his pills.

She frowned slightly and realized that not only was Old Master Jiang's medicine almost finished, but the little bun, Old Master Su... and the others were also running out of medicine. Annoyed, Qiao Nian looked at the date. There were still a few days before the competition would resume.

She set the glass on the table and calculated the time.

There was enough time...

Qiao Nian was very busy for the next few days.

Sometimes, Gu San couldn't even find her.

She left Rhine Apartments early in the morning and returned at night. Often when she returned, she would plunge into her room to continue her work.

She worked like this for a few days. On the day of the group competition, the tired girl came down from the second floor and casually threw him a bottle.

Her voice was hoarse and low. "Help me pass it to Master Cheng. Tell him that this is half a year's worth. He can take less of it now."

San looked at the bottle

came up

of pills was placed on it. One had to know that the pills had been out of stock on

the past, First Miss could still buy one pill for a seven-figure sum. Now, she might not even be able

black market was no longer a matter of

buy it

worried since Master Cheng's medicine was almost finished, but he was

been so busy recently. How could he have the cheek

Master Wang before, and Master Wang meant to buy it on the

already

remaining pills on the market through various channels.

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bottle when he was already prepared to spend money

them.

okay to give all these to Master Cheng?" Gu San was still worried and turned to follow

"What's the problem?"

She walked to the fridge, opened it, took out a carton of milk, and

casually, "Oh. Yes, sure. Give it