Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Chapter 1968 You're from Beijing’s Ye Family?

In another private room.

Ye Wangchuan chatted with Nan Tianyi for a while more. Nan Tianyi asked about the big and small matters in Beijing, including the mysterious organization in Country Z, the Ninth Branch.

Ye Wangchuan took off his jacket and draped it over the back of the chair. He was wearing a white shirt, which gave off a noble and distant aura, making him stand out.

He had a good upbringing, so he answered Nan Tianyi's questions one by one.

Nan Tianyi had been observing him for a while. Like Xie Tingyun, the more he looked at him, the more satisfied he was. He asked him with a smile, "Little Ye, your surname is Ye, and you're from Beijing. Ye Maoshan is your..."

The Independent Continent had always been isolated from the world.

However, it did not mean that its residents did not know the outside world. On the contrary, the people of the Independent Continent were sitting steadily on the fishing platform and controlling the various forces outside.

The Ye family was one of the top forces in Beijing.

It also had rare earth resources.

It was not strange for him to know about the Ye family and Old Master Ye.

grandfather." Ye Wangchuan's expression did

Tianyi's brows relaxed slightly and he said, "No wonder. From your speech, I guessed that you had a good upbringing. So

He was done speaking.

tea and

up with a

him, "Little Ye, don't listen to his nonsense. If he asks you a question that's difficult to answer, ignore him. He's just

is a very good person." Ye Wangchuan also picked up the hangover tea and placed his

well why Nan Tianyi had asked him so many indirect

likely

Nan were almost done bragging. He turned his head to the person beside him, lowered his voice, and asked, "Master Wang, why isn't Sister Qiao

raised his eyelids

up his phone and was about to call the girl when the door opened and Qiao Nian

sat down, he knocked gently on the cup and asked,

Wangchuan vaguely felt that something was wrong with her aura. It was a little too surly and cold. He narrowed his eyes and asked in a

Nian

set

the food in her

not touch

in a low mood and did not

appetite. "1