Fake daughters are wealthy

Annoyed, she put the towel on her hair, walked over, bent down to pick up the phone, stood there, and there was no way to unlock it.

There is a new message.

She held the phone in one hand, bent her legs, clicked on the message, and stared at it.

It was Nie Mi who sent her the message.

It was a long text message, and I probably told her that a high-level music exchange meeting will be held around the city soon. The VCR that she helped to record last time was very effective, so I want Nie Mi to give her the spot in hand and invite her to participate. After thinking about it, Nie Mi also wants her to go...

Qiao Nian read the message patiently, and then clicked on the invitation letter attached to the message.

On the gold-plated invitation letter, the other party sincerely wrote by hand, hoping to invite you to the scene.

Qiao Nian lost interest after just looking at it, and directly backed out, holding the phone in her slender and fair hand, without seeing clearly how she was typing, and within a few seconds, she replied a message.

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Wen Ruxia in Beijing was drinking tea with an old man in a Chinese-style Tang suit. After the assistant brought hot water lightly, he went out quietly. He held his breath during the whole process, not daring to look around.

Halfway through the drink, the old man's cell phone rang suddenly.

The old man who was originally relaxed and didn't seem to care about anything suddenly seemed to be a different person. He stopped drinking tea and immediately picked up the mobile phone placed by the table.

Nie Mina was really nervous, his heart was in mid-air, he couldn't wait to click on the message of returning from the city, and took a closer look.

It's clear at a glance.

Compared with the one hundred and eighty character text message he sent above, don't be too heartless!

Wen Ruxia didn't know what was written on the phone, but seeing his solemn expression, she probably guessed it.Picking up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said with a leisurely smile, "Old Nie, what do you say about Chasing Light? You won't come?"

Although in the eyes of outsiders, no one would be disrespectful to invite a newcomer to the music exchange due to Mr. Nie's status in the music field, but she was fortunate enough to meet that chasing light through video.

He is not very old, he looks like he is only 18 years old, he may still be in school, but the aura around him is by no means an ordinary person.

How should she describe that big guy.

First of all, the most impressive thing is the beautiful face.

Then, there is the calmness and arrogance in the corners of the eyes and brows.

She remembered the tone of the other party's introduction of traditional music and konghou, not slow or slow, but like a breeze blowing, making people feel comfortable.

Few young people nowadays can calm down like this.

Although she hadn't really met that chasing light face to face, Wen Ruxia had an intuition that he was not the kind of person who chased after fame and fortune.

After all, with the name Chasing Light, the current traffic and popularity.

Among other things, being in the entertainment industry is just a casual thing.

Plus that face...

The girl's overly pretty face appeared in Wen Ruxia's mind again, and she couldn't help but think of her silly nephew.

The two seem to be about the same age.

The idea just popped up, and she stopped there.

I feel very sorry.

If the Wen family was an ordinary family, that little girl was beautiful and talented, more than enough to be Wen Ziyu's girlfriend.

It's a pity that the Wen family is not an ordinary family. No matter how picky they are, they still have certain requirements for their future daughter-in-law candidates.

That girl was nice, but she was not good enough for Wen Ziyu.