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.

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she looked down at the new

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Gossip.

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twitched. Her body was very honest. She clicked away

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

that the Black Mandala was related to her and Guan

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her meal. Qin Si was almost full as

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stopped playing with

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