Fake daughters are wealthy

Qiao Nian dodged her outstretched hand and gave her a dry warning look, "Try stretching out that hand again?"

That look was extremely cold.

The cold eyes made Ji Ziyin freeze subconsciously.

Qiao Nian picked up the drawing board in front of her, and bumped her shoulder before leaving, and said provocatively, "I stole it. Do you want it? Okay, let you and the people behind you grab it." what!"

Ji Ziyin was knocked into a stagger before she stopped, turned around abruptly, stared angrily at the back of the girl who swaggered away and scolded in a low voice: "Who do you think you offended? Qiao Nian, you will regret it! You can't be mad for two hours." God!"

The girl didn't turn her head back, as if her warning was like letting go of P, and it had no deterrent effect at all.

Ji Ziyin watched her walk to the side of the road, opened the door and got in the car.

He also saw the car starting in front of him, and then drove forward quickly, disappearing from sight...

Veins popped up on her forehead, and her pretty face was blushing. It took a long time to recover, her heart stopped beating so hard.

She pinched her palms expressionlessly and walked into the coffee shop.

……

She and Qiao Nian only argued outside for a few minutes.

The people in the coffee shop did not notice the brief confrontation outside.

After Lu Yiming finished his coffee, he got up and called the waiter to ask for the bill.

Who knew that he saw the woman rushing in at the door.

"Sir, the total is 103 yuan." The waiter also took out his QR code: "Are you paying by scanning the code?"

Seeing that Ji Ziyin had come, Lu Yiming calmly scanned the QR code to pay, and then said to the waiter, "Please give me another glass of water."

The waiter looked at him in surprise, and responded, "Okay, sir."

Turning around, I saw a beautiful woman coming in with an angry face.

Ji Ziyin's eyes were cold, and when she saw her, she only ordered in a low voice, "Give me a glass of Blue Mountain."

"Okay, okay." The waiter made up his mind, thought it was some emotional entanglement, and hurried away.

Soon coffee and water came up.

Ji Ziyin stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon, before raising her eyes for a long time: "Why did you give her the painting? You know that I don't have a good relationship with her."

These words imply complaints and incomprehension, and even...blame!

Lu Yiming heard the accusation in her tone, and was distracted for a moment, but couldn't help laughing after realizing it: "Did you meet Miss Qiao?"

Ji Ziyin was enraged by his smile, but she just nodded coldly: "Talked with her a few words."

She still couldn't swallow this breath: "Why did you give her the painting? Mr. Lei's people should have looked for you! You should know that I need that painting very much. You haven't answered the phone or returned my messages since last night... If I hadn't gone directly to your house to look for you in the morning, and Mrs. Lu told me that you were here, I wouldn't even know you were at home!"

"Because I don't want to be used by you." Lu Yiming held the glass with both hands, looking very peaceful compared to her excitement.

Dissatisfied in Ji Ziyin's stomach, her acupuncture points were tapped by this sentence, she raised her head instinctively, but her eyes dodged with guilt: "What do you mean?"

It is rare for Lu Yiming to stop without a gentleman: "It's literally."

Ji Ziyin frowned fiercely, and reluctantly said in disgust: "I didn't use you, but that painting is very important to me. We have known each other since we were young, at least we are close friends. Even if you don't help me , and you shouldn’t help her. You and her are not even friends, why should you take the risk of offending the Hermit Family for her.”