Fake daughters are wealthy

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the big villa outside the Mingshui mansion, several parties have their own thoughts.

The people of the Xie family were still waiting to watch the excitement.

Simon and the others are also thinking about how to delay the time.

Everyone seems to have made an agreement, waiting for the final 'result' to come out, and then each perform the last performance.

……

The situation in Mingshui Mansion is not quite what they imagined.

"17."

The girl's voice was a little careless, cold and dry.

At the same time, there was a sound of kicking the door behind her, followed by the muffled sound of the silencer gun Ye Fanchuan found somewhere.

"18, 19."

He was still in the mood to chuckle, and seemed quite happy.

"Looks like I'm luckier than you, two eggs at a time, opened a double-yolk egg."

Qiao Nian raised his eyes and glanced at him. In the dark, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, so he felt quite speechless.

Where does his desire to win come from?

But I think so.

Her movements were crisper than before, she raised her eyes out of the corner of her eye, said "be careful", pulled the person back with one hand, and raised her hand to shoot precisely.

A person hiding at the entrance of the corridor fell to the ground.

Qiao Nian withdrew his hand and changed a magazine for himself. There was a slight coldness between his brows, and the movement was extremely smooth. He changed the magazine and loaded it.

It takes only 1.5 seconds to complete a set.

This speed is enough in the professional field.

It can be seen that she didn't hide it, she was quite real.

After changing the magazine, Qiao Nian pulled up the only hoodie to cover her eyes, revealing only a sharp jaw with smooth and beautiful lines.

She really wanted to play and was quite happy. She deliberately gave someone a reciprocal look, licked her red lips, and said dryly and arrogantly, "Even."

Ye Wangchuan immediately reacted.

She's saying it's evened out.

He raised Cen Bo's lips and invited her very lazily: "Isn't there still more than half left, continue?"

"Okay."

The girl agreed readily, but felt that it was boring to compare it to this, so she took the initiative to mention it: "I remember you have a modified Aston Martin in your garage."

Ye Wangchuan parked several cars in the garage below his residence in Beijing, except for the Phaeton he likes to use every day.

There are also a few sports cars.

But those cars were almost turned into ashes by him.

Anyway, Qiao Nian had never seen him drive.

But she has sharp eyes, she saw it once before, and remembered a modified racing sports car from a row of cars.

The fiery red sports car has smooth and aggressive lines, and it is very exciting to drive by visual inspection.

She immediately fell in love with it.

It's just that at that time she had just reported to Tsinghua University and was a student, so it was not suitable for her to drive such a flamboyant car to show off.

At this moment, she also suddenly remembered that Bao Jingxing had mentioned to her that there was a mountain road dedicated to sports cars in the suburbs of Beijing.

In the past, the few of them often made appointments to go sports cars on that winding mountain road.

Qiao Nian suddenly wanted it.

"Would you like to take a gamble?"

The girl's slender eyelashes were pressed down, quite stylish, and her tone of voice was relaxed. It didn't mean that they were surrounded by people, but more like the two of them surrounded dozens of people from each other.

"If I win, the car is mine."

"I lose and do whatever you want."

"how?"

In the dark, Ye Wangchuan was silent for a second, mainly because she didn't expect that she still remembered what car was in her garage, and she also fell in love with her favorite modified sports car before.

In fact, as long as Qiao Nian talks to him, it's only one car, and he will give him ten cars, it's not that he can't afford it.

(End of this chapter)