Fake daughters are wealthy

In the process of studying the experimental notes left by Ji Qing, she received a call from Nie Qixing's servant.

Qiao Nian went down halfway to get the invitation.

Sure enough, Nie Qixing did exactly what he said on the phone, and soon someone sent the invitation.

The servant was trying to get something out of her by insinuating, so Qiao Nian dealt with him casually, and said according to the identity Feng Yu gave her.

The man saw that he only asked about Independent Continent and the First Research Institute, and couldn't ask about anything else. He was very smart and accepted it as soon as he saw it. He presented the invitation with both hands, and said goodbye to Qiao Nian politely.

Qiao Nian took the invitation and went back to the room, opened the invitation and pasted the gold-plated authentication card, played with it between her fingertips for a while, then threw the gold card back on the table, and went back to her own business.

……

Two days later.

On Nie Qixing's birthday.

Cavelin Hotel started to have luxury cars parked outside one after another in the morning. These guests went straight to the reserved 30-33 floors. They were obviously here for today's birthday party.

The hotel has implemented strict management of the elevators since last night. Except for those who have the magnetic card in Nie Qixing's invitation letter, other people staying in the hotel have no way to press the buttons to light up the elevators on floors 30-33.

This also fundamentally eliminates the possibility of someone getting in!

Qiao Nian was only slowly preparing to have breakfast at 09:30 in the morning. She opened the door and knocked on the door of the opposite room, standing there waiting for someone to come out.

"Hold on."

A man's slightly hoarse voice came from inside.

Qiao Nian picked his ears and didn't knock on the door again. He stood at the door with his hands in his pockets and waited for the person inside to open the door.

Soon the door clicked.

Ye Wangchuan opened the door.

His hair was still dripping, and his body was wrapped in a loose bathrobe. His handsome face was filled with steam, and it was obvious that he had just taken a shower.

"Come in." Ye Wangchuan turned sideways to let the girl in.

Qiao Nian felt the steam coming from his body, rubbed the center of his brows, his black eyes flashed, he didn't want to go in, but obediently went into his room: "I'll ask you to have breakfast. Shall we go?"

Ye Wangchuan returned to the bathroom by himself, wiped off the water on his hair with a towel, dried his hair briefly, changed into home clothes and came out, followed Qiao Nian who was waiting for him outside, "Let's go."

Qiao Nian raised his hand and looked at the time.

Nine fifty-five.

It was 15 minutes before the end of the hotel breakfast.

She estimated that she could eat it in the past.

She and Ye Wangchuan walked to the breakfast room on the third floor one after the other.

The elevator goes to the third floor.

Qiao Nian saw a lot of people in the lobby below preparing to enter the elevator under the guidance of the hotel staff, so she rolled her eyes and turned to him and said, "A lot of people came today."

Ye Wangchuan was standing next to her at this time, seeing the bustling scene in the hotel lobby, squinting his eyes noncommittally, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that although this Nie Qixing's identity is inconspicuous, there are still people who smell the benefits, There were a lot of flies around."

Qiao Nian remembered the phone call to her room two days ago, wondering if it had something to do with Nie Qixing.

Ye Wangchuan didn't know that there were people who called Qiao Nian's room before, and saw the people who started to arrive at the scene after nine o'clock.

Instead, he asked her elegantly and dignifiedly, "What time do you plan to go there?"

Qiao Nian told him about getting the invitation, and Ye Fanchuan knew without asking that she got the invitation through the painting she got from Lu Yiming.

Qiao Nian looked away from downstairs, with no extra expression on his face, he turned his head inadvertently: "Later later! Anyway, no one will notice us little people."