Fake daughters are wealthy

With Nie Qingru's hatred for her, I'm afraid she doesn't want to spend a dime, but tomorrow she will spend more than 9 figures to grab that thing.

It's ridiculous to think about it.

Qiao Nian was amused in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face, she still seemed not emotional: "My news has been released."

"Not surprisingly, several important guests who participated in the charity gala this time have received this news. It depends on whether Nie Qingru is bound to win."

Ye Wangchuan's clear eyebrows and eyes were lingering, and the moment he touched the girl on the other end of the video, he softened instantly: "It will go well."

"hope so."

Qiao Nian felt a little depressed, touched the silver lighter in his pocket with his fingers, and subconsciously took it out to play with.

Soon she seemed to remember something again, and consciously controlled the violent and surly emotions in her heart, put the lighter back, and found a fruit candy from her pocket.

Qiao Nian lowered her eyes, slowly opened the candy wrapper bag with her slender fingers, tilted her head back, and cynically threw the candy into her mouth and bit it.

There was a 'crack' sound.

The candy was crushed in one bite, and the sour taste of sweet and sour fruit diluted the bloody smell in her mouth and relieved the irritability in her heart.

She seems to be in a better mood.

The bright black and white eyes refocused, and fell on the man at the other end of the video. After a pause, he said in a hoarse voice: "If Ji Lingfeng's luck is really that bad, I can't help it."

The ghost knows if Nie Qingru still has the antidote, she just tried to grab it.

If Nie Qingru didn't leave behind the antidote or the old poison, she would have to try to make the antidote by herself with Zhong Liuliu.

However, the success rate of the last method is infinitely close to 0.

"I didn't think about helping anyone, I just didn't want to see Ji Nan cry."

**

On the other side, Nie Qingru's residence in Continent M.

As the evening approached, the sun had already set, and the sky was soaked in fiery red sunset. A black Rolls-Royce rolled over the autumn leaves and drove into the huge castle-style manor.

As soon as the car arrived at the door, a servant who had been waiting here trotted over to open the door: "Your Majesty, be careful."

There was a woman sitting in the back row with the car door opened. The years had left deep marks on her body, but she couldn't suppress the settled momentum.

She wore a wide-brimmed hat, a velvet black dress under a cloak coat, and she was delicate from head to toe, not even showing her fingers.

She put her hand on the arm carefully handed over by the servant, and the dark green gloves seemed to be elegant, noble and unreasonable.

Nie Qingru slowly got out of the car and saw the shadow waiting respectfully in the corner on the right.

"Is something wrong?"

She withdrew her hand and asked coldly as she walked inside.

"There is something I want to report to you." The shadow really followed, step by step, two steps away from her, keeping a distance with great restraint.

Nie Qingru walked into the castle, took off the wide brim hat on her head and handed it to the servant, Shen Tiao ordered: "Make me a cup of fruit tea and bring it out."

"Yes."

Holding the hat in both hands, the servant hurriedly went to order the kitchen and put the queen's hat where it should be.

Nie Qingru walked towards the sofa in the living room with elegant steps, without looking back: "Speak. What's the matter?"

She has been running around for the mess that Nie Junwei made in the past few days, and she doesn't have a good rest.

Today, the congressman who was implicated has been appeased, and the follow-up compensation has been negotiated with the other party.

(End of this chapter)