Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

In the Waldorf Hotel suite.

The girl swiped her room card to open the suite door.

Not long after she went in, the hotel management sent over the sweaters and coats she had requested.

Qiao Nian had just come out of the shower.

Her hair was wet and dripping. She wiped the drops from her bangs with a towel. "Just leave it there," she instructed with a casual expression.

"Okay."

The hotel manager followed her instructions and placed the change of clothes neatly on the sofa. Then, she bowed and said very politely, "Esteemed guest, I won't disturb your rest anymore. I wish you a pleasant stay."

She even closed the door behind her before she left.

Very sensible.

Qiao Nian was wearing a hotel bathrobe. The bathrobe was white, and the soft silk fabric was loosely tied around her body, revealing her fair skin.

The room was air-conditioned, and the temperature was maintained at 23 degrees Celsius.

Qiao Nian stepped onto the comfortable carpet. She had just taken a shower and felt cold. She pulled out a chair and sat down.

Crossing her legs in a rather cynical pose, she took the phone she'd left there to charge before going into the

bathroom.

Nian hadn't charged

had sent Lu Zhi off and ran around the city. Now, she had come to the Pharmacy Association. Her phone had long run out

but

screen lit

was successfully turned

non-stop the moment

or eight messages

Jiang Li, Wen Ruxia... Several

through them and first read

Gøøglᴇ to

tablet from her

She clicked accept.

began to

other messages

transmitted.

why she was missing for a day, the rest of the people asked if

a

Jishen, telling him

would go to

had

Association tomorrow to get

not reply to the

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