Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

In less than half an hour, news of Alden's withdrawal from the competition shocked the International IT Association.

However, no matter how much the higher-ups in Country D persuaded him or the people from the International IT Association personally came to talk to him, Aiden had the same attitude- You guys can't talk me out of it. I insist on quitting!

Intercontinental Hotel, Room 1606.

After grabbing her room card, Qiao Nian bade Du Mingwei and the others farewell and went to her room.

She closed the door, deftly pulled out the laptop she'd brought in her shoulder bag, plugged it in, and booted it up.

She didn't need to read the Wi-Fi password written on the hotel sign. She tapped the keyboard with her white fingers and the computer connected directly to the Internet.

Qiao Nian unhurriedly found the Red Alliance chat interface on the table. Then, she walked back and poured herself a cup of tea. Then, she pulled out a chair and sat down casually.

Her right hand was fractured and her wrist was still in a cast. She was temporarily out of commission.

She rested her left arm on the desk and typed with only one hand, faster than she did when typing on her cell

phone on the plane.

The silver-white light from the computer screen shone on her face. The girl had bright eyes and white teeth. Her exposed skin was snow-white, and her neckline was superior. She leaned casually against the back of the chair in a lazy posture.

laptop screen, it could be seen that she had turned up a chat

other party's nickname was on

"Slim Waist Control" were domineering and frivolous, revealing

leaked

seconds, it was

and picked up the cup of tea on the table.

Control replied very

lying quietly in the

I just let the members of the Red Alliance admire their boss's heroism, in case they don't know who their boss is in the future.] [Slim Waist Control:

tea on the table again and clicked on the unread message. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and click her

curse for a long

moment, a euphemism seemed

her eyes, stared at the

[QN: Are you stupid?]

[Slim Waist Control:?]

[Slim Waist Control: ???]

of question marks, Qiao Nian couldn't be bothered with him anymore. She kicked him out of the

let him