Fake daughters are wealthy

Bao Jingxing thought that she had already cured Master Cheng's migraine, but only after hearing this did he realize that it was just wishful thinking.

Qiao Nian ignored him, found a glass bottle from the bag he was carrying, handed it to Master Cheng, and said, "You take this and use it first, eat one a week, there is about three months' worth in it."

"This is?" Master Cheng took the glass bottle from her hand and looked at it suspiciously. He didn't see the label and prescription, but there were white pills inside, which looked like sugar pills.

"It's a drug that enhances immunity, not a special drug for insomnia, but I tried it, and it can regulate sleep after taking it. The effect is not bad."

She said it casually.

But when Gu San saw that she casually handed out another bottle of small pills, the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

A bottle!

One a week, Ms. Qiao said there is a three-month supply in it.

He counted with his fingers, at least 12 pieces, and the current price on the black market is about eight figures...

The bottle of medicine Miss Gang Qiao gave Master Cheng probably cost nine figures.

After Gu San figured it out, he took a deep breath.

He felt that Mr. Wang could really consider the issue of eating soft rice. He saw that Miss Qiao's soft rice was delicious!

At least Master Wang has succeeded in eating soft meals this time.

*

After solving Master Cheng's problem, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening when Qiao Nian returned to the residence that Gu San had arranged for her.

The weather in Beijing is cold, before eight o'clock, it is getting dark outside.

Qiao Nian took a shower first, changed into a bathrobe, and then came out of the bathroom. Her hair was still dripping with water, and the water droplets slid down her slender neck into the bathrobe, which was inexplicably alluring.

She came out with a towel, put it on her hair without wiping it, and went out lazily, just about to take out a bottle of water from the refrigerator to drink.

Just heard the phone ring.

Qiao Nian let go of the half-opened refrigerator door, paused for a moment, and slowly took out a bottle of Evian from the refrigerator, unscrewed the bottle cap, raised her head and took a sip, then walked back to the desk carelessly. Pick up the phone that is charging.

one look.

A video call.

Wei Lou and Yuan Yongqin knew her character and rarely made video calls to her.

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