Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Chapter 2017 Sun, Are You Interested in Joining the Level 8 Laboratory?

She had never thought that Indigo Collar would be at this age. Feng Yu's age was a little beyond her expectations.

Usually, when they chatted in a small group chat, Feng Yu was not a talkative person.

However, when Guan Yan and the others bickered, he would also add a few wisecracks. He appeared to be quite young.

She thought that Indigo Collar was a middle-aged man in his 40s or 50s. Who knew that he was actually over 60?

Qiao Nian pursed her lips. She wouldn't discriminate against someone based on their age.

It was mainly because the Black Mandala was a group she had created when she was in her middle school clueless period. As the name implied, it was a little like she was taking advantage of others. Feng Yu did not look like someone who would join the group.

Guan Yan had never told her about his situation before.

She usually did not care about the Black Mandala. It was always Guan Yan taking care of it.

was

head to take a sip. Then, he looked up and slowly explained, "Do you remember your post on

Nian suppressed the impetuousness in her

were busy and didn't have time," Feng Yu said tirelessly. There was a convincing power in him that was kind and gentle. "At that time, I was very interested in the super algorithm you proposed. You never logged into the

he looked at Qiao Nian. "I didn't expect you to say that you didn't have time because you had to go

Nian was not even 16 years old and was facing the middle school examination. The Qiao

not study hard

Qiao Weimin and the others were afraid

the middle school examination, he hired Qiao Chen's tutor to tutor her. The Qiao Family kept a close eye on her during

deal with the homework assigned by the tutor every day. Although it was not difficult, it took time, so Qiao Nian did

expect Feng Yu to look for her and even get someone to investigate her. In the end, he

joined the group so that I could do that experiment?" What

nowadays

Yu nodded with a smile and admitted frankly, "I

her eyebrows. Tired of sitting cross-legged,