Fake daughters are wealthy

Qiao Nian's expression suddenly became indifferent, his eyelashes drooped, he looked at the caller ID on his phone, paused, and then picked up.

"Hey."

The voice was cold.

She didn't know what the person on the other end said, she subconsciously wanted to put her hands in her pockets, only to realize that she was wearing a skirt, and when she found nothing, she frowned irritably, her dark eyes were dark and deep, and she looked up. Mou looked at the big and small who were happily paying the bill not far away, then looked away, and focused on the call again.

It took a long time to say 'hmm', and said indifferently: "Send me the address, and I will be there in half an hour."

Ye Wangchuan just came back after paying the bill. Hearing her words, he raised his brows, stared at her, and asked, "What's up later?"

Qiao Nian didn't know what to say to him, hung up the phone, took the mobile phone in his hand, murmured, and said casually: "A senior whom I haven't seen for a long time is back, and asked me to meet."

Ye Wangchuan didn't ask her who the elder was, he just looked at her with deep and narrow eyes and said, "Do you want me to take you there?"

Qiao Nian didn't plan to go for a long time, she shook her head and said, "No, the place he made an appointment with is nearby, I'll walk there by myself."

"Sister, won't you go back with us?" Ye Qichen was a little disappointed, clutching his little hands.

Qiao Nian's heart softened suddenly, she bent down and touched the top of his head, her voice softened: "I have something to do, I'll go back tonight."

"Oh." Ye Qichen's disappointment turned into disappointment, but he was still extremely obedient, looking at her with big eyes like black grapes, and said, "I'll wait for my sister to come back."

He is so good and sweet.

Qiao Nian felt inexplicably tied up in his heart, pursed his lips, and subconsciously agreed to him: "I will try to go back as soon as possible. You obediently listen to uncle at home, and I will bring you a small gift when I go back tonight."

Ye Qichen's eyes lit up, he was still disappointed, he looked like he wished that it would be night in the blink of an eye, and he nodded heavily: "Yes! I will definitely obey my uncle's words!"

The corners of Qiao Nian's mouth curled up, impressed by his sweet expression, the gangster at the end of his eyes was not so strong, and he patted his head again.

Ye Qichen was so obedient, he pretended to be a kitten with the little tiger who put away his fangs, narrowed his eyes comfortably, and let Qiao Nian touch him.

After smoothing the hair, he still blinked his big eyes, and asked very obediently: "Then... sister, can I send you a message when I miss you?"

Qiao Nian couldn't help but think of the frequency of the little guy's sending messages, then met his eyes and resigned to his fate.

"You can send it. But I may not be able to get back to you right away."

After all, she wants to meet with others, and it is disrespectful to others to keep playing with her mobile phone while chatting.

Ye Qichen was satisfied when he heard that she was willing to let him send a message, his white face was flushed, the tips of his ears were red, and he immediately said: "I will obediently wait for my sister to come home~"

Hee hee, the little uncle must be very envious.

Ye Wangchuan did glance at him, but his eyes were restrained, and the corners of his mouth curled lazily, showing no sign of jealousy at all.

Gu San looked at his calm appearance and the young master's complacent appearance, and knew that the young master was regarded as dead by Master Wang, and when the time came to contact Miss Qiao, he would still be led into a pit by Master Huang, so that's all. The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

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Since I want to find someone.

Qiao Nian didn't wait for Jiang Li to finish choosing the gifts, she told Gu San and the others, and went to the agreed place first.

The place where Shen Jingyan made an appointment to meet was also in the city center, but not in the business district, and in the outskirts where white-collar workers gather.