Fake daughters are wealthy

Qiao Nian got into the car first, and answered him lazily: "Let's talk about it next time."

If she didn't refuse, the probability is equal to acquiescence.

Ye Wangchuan was in a good mood, got into the car behind her, closed the door, and told the driver in front: "Drive, go back to the Rhine."

"Okay, Young Master Ye."

The driver of the Ye family watched his eyes and nose, not daring to take a second look. He stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned around and drove smoothly into the night.

The girl had been running around for a day, and she was already sleepy. Her fair face under the peaked cap was covered with fatigue, her beautiful eyes were half-closed, and her eyelids began to fight up and down as soon as she got in the car.

Ye Wangchuan took out a blanket from the car to cover her legs, and then closed the window to let the night wind blow in.

Qiao Nian yawned comfortably, leaned back lazily, and planned to close her eyes to rest on the road.

"The software competition is over, what are your plans?" The man's voice was soothing and pleasant.

Qiao Nian listened to it as a lullaby, raised her eyelids in sleepiness, yawned again, raised her hand to press down the brim of her hat, and said, "There is no arrangement."

"I will probably live in the school for the next few days. Professor Du said that I will fill in several forms for winning awards."

She thought for a while, lowered her eyebrows irritably, and said, "I haven't attended a class in the department for a long time. Anyway, since I'm still in Tsinghua University, I must go to a few classes, otherwise there will be too many absenteeism." , I’m afraid I won’t be able to graduate.”

"God Qiao still needs a college diploma?" Ye Wangchuan couldn't help teasing her: "I thought you didn't care about these..."

Inside the car was his hoarse and seductive voice.

The tip of Qiao Nian's heart was touched by an invisible hand, and ripples appeared in her heart.

She turned her head and stared at the man's face for a while, about three seconds, then looked away again, thinking of her newly swollen mouth, she stopped thinking.

"I have warned myself from the first day of studying medicine that we need to maintain a sense of awe on the road of medical skills, because every detail of us may determine the fate of a person, and nothing is more important than life."

Qiao Nian's eyes fell on the night scene outside the car window, and her voice fell lightly but with full weight.

"I have never forgotten my original intention."

There is no limit to learning, even a genius has to work hard all his life to break through his bottleneck.

Huang Lao is the Taishan Beidou in the medical field.

There was never a moment when she thought she had surpassed the decades-old accomplishments of her elders.

What she fancy is not a diploma.

It is respect for the older generation.

After Qiao Nian finished speaking, the car became quiet.

She didn't want to be provocative either, the phone that happened to be at hand turned on.

Qiao Nian picked up the phone and unlocked it with her fingerprint and looked down.

It was a message from Lu Zhi.

Only then did Qiao Nian remember that Lu Zhi was still in Beijing, she felt a little headache, but she still went back.

The other party came back soon.

After seeing the time and place, Qiao Nian stopped calling him back.

She squinted her eyes, and suddenly remembered that next Saturday, wouldn't it be a time to meet Jiang Xianrou for a kiss dinner?

Qiao Nian's slender fingers curled up and tapped the phone case a few times, as if thinking about whether to tell Lu Zhi to change places.

But after thinking about it, she gave up on the idea.

Jiang Xianrou's relative recognition banquet has nothing to do with her. The Imperial Mansion is so big, there is a high probability that they will not be able to go together.

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A week passed in a blink of an eye.