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.

At least compared to Qiao Chen and

same in the illegal

that she was at a disadvantage, she would not blindly argue no matter how angry

as Qiao Nian was thinking this, her phone

she looked down at

wasn't Guan Van.

talkative

Gossip.

a bunch

seven or eight lines of text. In summary, everything could

honest. She

last few times she had

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

Waist Control always had countless ways to expose

it was best not to tell

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

in the direction of the girl and immediately thought of something. He asked, "By the way, Master Wang, Sister Qiao, do you know about

girl stopped playing with her

the corner of his mouth elegantly. His voice was low and pleasant. "What

"The Black Mandala has

gossip. He

Si was

spirits what the Black Mandala was