Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Jiang Zongjin's first concern was his daughter, and his second concern was academics.

Ye Wangchuan could chat with him on both topics. Thus, Jiang Zongjin's impression of him improved.

Less than 40 minutes later.

Jiang Zongjin was still a little unsatisfied when he got out of the car. He said very naturally, "Little Ye, I'm here. You guys can go back. We'll talk another day. By the way, the principle of the spiral activation you just mentioned..."

Ye Wangchuan understood instantly. He smiled and immediately said, "I'll organize a document for you and send it over later."

Jiang Zongjin was overjoyed.

This was because the theory Ye Wangchuan proposed was very novel. At least, it was a direction that the academic world did not think of yet.

He was personally very interested.

"Good, good." Although he was happy, he didn't forget that Qiao Nian was still in the car. He reminded the girl looking down at her phone, "Nian Nian, rest early when you get back. Don't tire yourself out." Qiao Nian didn't say much along the way. She played with her phone the entire time.

She seemed to be texting someone.

Jiang Zongjin knew that she knew many people and had many friends, so he did not disturb her. He only talked to her when they were about to part.

warm feeling flowed through her heart.

and hurriedly replied, "Hey!

said goodbye and turned the car around. The black flag drove

She placed her hand by

conditioner. He grunted and raised an eyebrow when he heard this. "You found

a small tail." Qiao Nian's lips curled up into a smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. She said coldly, "Let's not go back yet. I need to go

gave him

rested her fair fingers on the window lazily and frivolously, but

had to find

couldn't say some things in

this matter was quite interesting according to what she

party wanted to play, she would

Wangchuan didn't even ask who she was going to find. He just put the address she gave him

in a high-end

young men and women were

look old. all of them had dyed hair. They were either yellow

Qiao Nian's age sat in a corner. His face was tense the entire

man with green

carried a cup over. He smiled and clung