Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

On the other side, in a hot pot restaurant in Beijing.

The bottom of the pot rolled out an alluring fragrance under the high temperature. The fiery red color alone was appetizing.

Qiao Nian ate until she was 70% full, then her eating speed began to slow down. When she threw down her chopsticks, she rested her chin on her cold white wrist and casually leaned back in her chair to play with her phone. Guan Van had just sent her a message.

[Guan Yan: Boss, Qi Lanyin is in an abandoned factory. What are you going to do with her? Kill her or...?]

What a ruthless person!

Qiao Nian clicked her tongue. Holding her chin, she replied with one hand.

[Q: Wait a little longer.]

Soon, Guan Yan replied to her.

[Guan Yan: OK, I'll follow your arrangements.]

[Guan Yan: Miss Qi is quite honest. I thought I would have to knock her out. I didn't expect her to be so obedient.]

Qiao Nian didn't know what had happened to make Guan Yan feel that Qi Lanyin was 'honest'.

Her slender fingers tapped the side of her face. Her eyes were half-closed, lazy.

She didn't reply. Her thoughts were scattered.

person'. At least compared

the same in the

Qi Lanyin realized that she was at a disadvantage, she would not blindly argue no matter

was thinking this,

the present, she looked down at the new message on

Guan Van.

talkative as

Gossip.

her a

a glance. He had sent seven or eight lines of text. In summary, everything could be resumed

honest. She clicked away from his profile

that the last few times she had revealed her identity was because of someone's big

her and Guan Van, Qiao Nian couldn't imagine how she would

Control always had

it was best not to tell

after her meal. Qin Si was almost full as well. He put down his

of something. He asked, "By the way, Master Wang, Sister Qiao, do you

with her phone and looked in Qin

put down his chopsticks and wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly. His

"The Black Mandala has

gossip.

was

in high spirits what the Black Mandala was about