Fake daughters are wealthy

Qiao Nian always likes to drink coffee outside, not the taste of coffee.But in an unfamiliar environment, she is used to nervousness, and the caffeine in coffee can stimulate the brain, allowing her to maintain this state of high concentration for a long time.

But she didn't get coffee just now and chose a bottle of drink.

Qiao Nian was in a trance for a moment, and immediately looked away, with an indifferent expression: "Take whatever you want."

She said it casually, but she actually had an answer in her heart.

The coffee drinks at 711 are all kept in the freezer next door, and every time she drinks cold drinks, Ye Wangchuan will say beside her that she doesn't pay attention to her stomach...

Because they were playing the video, she subconsciously avoided the ice drink at the moment of that thing just now, and took a bottle of drink with creamer.

But even if Qiao Nian was killed by such a thing, he would not admit his subconscious reaction at that moment.

Just... I don't want to admit it.

"Have you eaten yet?" She suddenly asked in order to change the topic, and then remembered: "It should be one o'clock in the morning in Independent Island, and you haven't slept yet?"

It looked like daytime on his side, making her almost forget the jet lag.

Ye Wangchuan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, with his hands hanging down, but he didn't continue to dwell on why it wasn't about the coffee. He looked at her with a high nose and deep eyes with a smile: "It's not that you didn't reply to my message, I'm just waiting for you to finish your work."

Qiao Nian paused for another second: "I remember I told you when I got off the plane."

She sent him a message as soon as she got off the plane to tell him that he landed safely, and then she was busy checking in and looking for Ji Lin, so she didn't see what he replied.

She remembered now, exited the video and glanced at Ye Fanchuan's reply to her message.

[Y: Which hotel do you plan to stay in? Do you have the address? 】

Then another half hour passed.

[Y: Have you arrived at the hotel yet? 】

Qiao Nian's eyes turned deep, and she understood why he made a video call for herself at this point in time, it seemed that he was worried about her.

"I went to look for Ji Lin when I got to the hotel. I didn't pick up your video just now, but he was there. I just came out and prepared to go back to the hotel."

She is not good at explaining, and she doesn't bother to explain to others, but this person is him, and Qiao Nian thinks it's no big deal to explain.

"I'll see Nie Qingru tomorrow, and if it goes well, I can find the location of her vault..."

Qiao Nian's voice was very low, unable to detect any emotion.

But Ye Wangchuan understood her, and also understood her complicated feelings for Nie Qingru under her calm and calm narrative.

Her own grandmother is more vicious than her enemies, and the unreasonable hatred and grievances of her previous generation have always troubled her.

It can be said that without the complicated entanglements of the previous generation, she would not have come to where she is today, she would not have become a sun, and she would not have experienced so much.

It's just that there are no ifs in this world.

Nie Qingru has never loved Ji Qing, so she can sacrifice her daughter without hesitation for the benefit.

And Ji Qing loved her daughter, so she tried her best to find a way out for Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian has been chasing the path that Ji Qing walked in those years, wanting to find out the truth, and want to know what Ji Qing went through so that there are no bones left.

He didn't say any words of comfort, but said in a hoarse voice, "I'll come over as soon as possible."

"Ah."

Qiao Nian was only depressed for a while, then put the negative emotions behind her and started talking to him: "I'm afraid she wants more than the thing I'm going to sell tomorrow, heck, if she wants to grab it, she might bleed profusely." ...If she knew that the money would end up in my hands, wouldn't that thing still be delicious?"

(End of this chapter)