Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

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After replying, Qiao Nian leaned against the backseat and closed her eyes to rest.

Liang Conglin and Du Mingwei, who were in front, saw through the rearview mirror that the girl had lowered her baseball cap. She had earphones on and her hand was on her chest. She seemed to be asleep. They looked at each other and naturally lowered their voices. They tried to talk as quietly as possible as they talked on their phones.

Half an hour later.

They arrived at the Intercontinental Hotel and checked in.

The weather in Rao City was better than in Beijing. The sandstorm in Beijing was strong, and the weather in September was exceptionally hot.

In contrast, the weather in Rao City was much milder.

It was close to noon, and the sun was bright but not excessively hot.

Conglin went to settle the check-in procedures while Qiao Nian

there was a cast on her right wrist.

was looking

seemed to be a small game. Qiao Nian's right hand was hanging there, and she was playing quite well with her left hand.

clearing was as fast as chopping

and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what game she was playing. There didn't seem to be such a game on the market. He

trembled for a moment and paused the game. "Yes," she said to him.

of this game? It looks pretty good to me. I'll download it for my

the same age as Qiao Nian. She also liked

out that game and didn't really approve of his

was very logical and interesting. He could download it for his daughter. In the process of

nurture her logical thinking

Nian lowered her eyes and put away her phone. Instead of answering him directly,

a link?" Du Mingwei was