Fake daughters are wealthy

Qiao Chen's thoughts were suddenly pulled back, she recovered, touched Wei Ling's eyes, pursed her lips, and said, "I saw an acquaintance."

"Who?"

Qiao Yan's watery eyes flickered, and it took a long time to say: "Qiao Nian."

"?"

"I seem to see her entering the palace with a man." Qiao Chen rested her hand on the car door and looked up. The manager and a man and a woman who got off the car just now had already entered, and she couldn't see the two of them at all. She hesitated for a moment, then added in a low voice: "I don't know if I read it wrong..."

"You must have read it wrong!" As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Ling interrupted her nonchalantly: "I think you have been too busy recently, and you have hallucinations from exhaustion. There is no way Qiao Nian will appear on such an occasion. I've told you that the people who rented the Imperial Palace today are either rich or noble, how could she know these people? Get in the car, Master Steven is still waiting for us, don't waste time!"

"..." Qiao Chen pursed the corners of her lower lips, and finally raised her eyes to look in the direction of the Yufu, then retracted her gaze, and said in a low voice, "That's right."

She didn't think about it anymore, got in the car, and closed the door.

*

Inside the palace.

The manager lightly led the two of them through the long corridor, stopped outside a private room, and said softly, "Master Ye, Mr. Ye and the others are already inside."

"Well, I see. I'll go in by myself, you go first." Ye Wangchuan said with outstanding eyebrows, and today he looked even more outstanding, and said in a good mood.

"Ok."

Before leaving, the manager sneaked a peek in Qiao Nian's direction, and quickly looked away, as if he was afraid of being discovered, he slipped away so fast that he disappeared in no time.

Qiao Nian was playing with his mobile phone at first, but it was quite obvious when he saw it just now.

After Qiao Nian replied to the message, she raised her eyes, put the phone back into her pocket impatiently, and whispered to the man beside her, "Your grandpa and the others have arrived?"

"Seems to be."

"Then let's go in."

"Wait a minute." Ye Wangchuan naturally pulled her back, lowered his head, raised his hand, and helped her brush the broken hair hanging from her forehead, his eyes were as gentle as the Milky Way could drown people in it: "Hair is a bit messy, let me help you poke."

His fingertips were a little rough, and he didn't know whether the fingertips touched the girl's fair forehead intentionally or by accident, and with just one touch, they moved away like a superficial touch.

No resistance.

He didn't frown this time either.

Ye Wangchuan pursed his thin lips, feeling more and more happy, lowered his arms, hanging by his side, looking lazy and casual: "I'm going in soon, are you nervous?"

"Huh?" Qiao Nian didn't notice his small movements, or it might be that he has been making small movements recently, like ordinary small movements, she has long been accustomed to them, and she didn't find anything wrong, but was quite interested in the questions he asked, teasing Eyelids rolled up, wild: "Why should I be nervous?"

Ye Fanchuan: ...

Qiao Nian saw that he was left speechless by his own rhetorical questions, and walked ahead with wicked eyes, and said lazily, "Didn't you say that you are the one in everything?"

"Since you are here, I don't seem to need to be nervous."

The girl's voice was slightly hoarse, and it seemed that most of it was teasing him, but Ye Wangchuan's heart softened for no reason, he helped her open the door, and said in a low voice: "That's right."

Qiao Nian could only feel her breath brushing against her earlobe, but she hadn't recovered from his "yes" before she was already facing several pairs of eyes in the box.

Ye Qichen reacted the fastest, noticing the person at the door for the first time, immediately dropped his chopsticks, blushed excitedly and shouted: "Sister!"