Fake daughters are wealthy

Rhine.

Qiao Nian just finished finishing a design drawing for Master Cheng, stretched her waist, stretched her neck, got up and went downstairs.

Get ready to go to the refrigerator to grab a bottle of iced Coke to refresh your mind.

When she reached the corner of the stairs, she heard Qin Si's voice below.

"...Bo Jingxing said that the woman was waiting for Sister Qiao outside the community, and that she wanted to apologize to Sister Qiao face to face. Tsk~ She couldn't bear it when she did it, why did she have to apologize again in a blink of an eye? She has the ability to detain Sister Qiao and Sister Qiao. Uncle Jiang's invitation letter is enough to hold the engagement banquet with just a few guests tomorrow!"

Qiao Nian paused slightly, lowered her eyes, a little surprised.

What invitation letter?

Qin Si, who was talking carelessly downstairs, hadn't noticed that she came down, and continued to beep there: "... Besides, she came to apologize? We are going to accept the apology? A joke! Beijing City is not owned by her family! After all, she and Bo Third Uncle is only engaged, not married."

"Even if she marries into the Bo family, it doesn't mean she can walk sideways in Beijing."

"She's out of her mind. After staying abroad for a long time, she didn't even ask who owns this place when she came back."

Gu San brought him a glass of water and put it in front of him, with a sullen face, he said: "Young Master Qin, you have been cursing for almost half an hour, drink some water and take a break."

Qin Si never started from here, and his mouth never stopped.

She has been scolding Li Mo all the time.

Incidentally, he scolded Bao Jingxing together.

In short, he was ready to go out and fight with people for Qiao Nian.

Looking at it, Gu San felt a headache. He quietly picked out his ears a few times, and took a peek at his master.

As a result, Master Wang was calm, and under Qin Shao's indiscriminate bombardment, he was able to sit in front of the computer and focus on the work left behind.

Gu San couldn't take it anymore, so he took a glass of water and advised Qin Si to swear less.

His voice did not fall.

Just noticed the person coming down the stairs.

With a straight face, Gu Sanmu quietly kicked Qin Si who was drinking water.

"Pfft, what are you kicking me for?" Qin Si raised his head in a daze, a little unhappy.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the girl coming down from the second floor, and he reacted instantly. He immediately suppressed the anger between his brows, and raised his hand to greet Qiao Nian like a normal person: "Hi, sister Qiao, you're coming down."

Gu San stood straight, and also greeted Qiao Nian: "Miss Qiao, do you want coffee? Or tea? I'll make it for you right away."

"I drink Coke." Qiao Nian walked straight past the two of them, went to get a bottle of soda cans and came back, her clear eyes fell on the two of them, one hand opened the pull ring, and the other hand was propped on the edge of the bar in the living room, quite confused Not hesitate to stand, slightly tilted his head to look at them.

"Tell me, who are you talking about?"

"Ahem!" Qin Si wanted to pretend to be dead at this moment, and his eyes wandered: "Sister Qiao, what are you talking about, who is it?"

Qiao Nian took a sip of Coca-Cola, held the can with his hands down, and raised his eyelids a little wildly: "Did you guys just talk about the invitation letter? What invitation letter?"

Qin Si is now sure that she heard it.

The expression on Jun's face became exciting, and he subconsciously took a sneak peek at Ye Fanchuan to react.

Master Wang told him not to mention it in front of Sister Qiao, but he slipped his mouth... Master Wang wouldn't send him to F Continent and let Mo Dong pull out his tongue.

Dear everyone, Mr. Wang should not be so ruthless to him.

But Qin Si wasn't sure if Master Wang would settle accounts with him, so he hesitated to deal with Qiao Nian: "Just, just... the invitation letter to Fashion Week."

He thought of an excuse, and affirmed: "Yes, isn't there a fashion week recently? They sent me an invitation letter. I don't want to go~"