Fake daughters are wealthy

"Eight o'clock."

Seeing that she agreed, the slender waist quickly gave her the invitation letter.

"The time and place are on it, boss, you can go in with this."

Qiao Nian told him to put down the invitation letter, his legs were still on the coffee table, his posture was sassy, ​​and he was still answering the messages on his phone with his eyes down.

Seeing that she was playing with her mobile phone with a serious expression, Slender Waist thought she was sending some important news, so she gradually closed her mouth and calmed down.

*

The same hotel, above the presidential suite.

Ye Wangchuan had just come out of the shower and put on a bathrobe. His jet-black hair was hanging down his forehead in strands, still dripping. His facial features were extremely three-dimensional, sexy and charming.

When he came out of the bathroom, he didn't rush to dry his hair. He bent down and picked up a towel and put it on his shoulders, then picked up the mobile phone that was charging aside.

On WeChat, the girl has already replied to his message.

Still Qiao Nian's style.

Concise and concise.

[QN: I also want to go out for dinner tonight. 】

Such a coincidence?

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, didn't think much, sat down on the sofa, lowered his head, and replied to the girl.

He just sent the message.

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in." He just came out of the shower, his voice was hoarse, and his arms were on the side of the sofa.

Outside the door, Qin Si walked in from the entrance, saw the man on the sofa, and saw Gu San who was making tea from inside.

He stretched out his chair and sat down carelessly, and asked impatiently, "Wang Ye, do you think people from Hongmeng will attend the dinner tonight?"

Ye Wangchuan picked up the green tea that Gu San had brewed, and the porcelain white tea vessel contained green tea leaves, the water was rippling, and the tea leaves were ups and downs in the cup.

With a lazy look on his face, he said nonchalantly in a low voice: "I don't know."

Qin Si has been so excited since last night that he couldn't sleep, and now seeing Ye Wangchuan sitting there drinking tea in the posture of an old god, he pursed the corners of his mouth, turned his head, and couldn't help saying: "You are not curious What does Hongmeng's sun look like, what kind of person is he?"

Seeing him coming, Gu San went in and brewed a cup of green tea that was exactly the same, and brought it to Qin Si. Hearing this, he raised his head and his eyes lit up. Obviously, like Qin Si, he was very curious about Sun.

Only Ye Wangchuan still had that indifferent look on his eye-catching face, with a calm expression on his eye-catching face, as if nothing could arouse his interest, he leaned there lazily, his eyes darkened, his slender Holding the tea cup in his hand, he lowered his head and took another sip of tea, then raised his head, and put the cup on the coffee table casually: "I'm not curious."

"..."

Unwilling to give up, Qin Si leaned forward and said with a more serious tone: "No, Mr. Wang. You don't want to know whether sun is round or flat, male or female, how old he is, where he is from... You are not curious about these things?"

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, and looked at him with black eyes, which was very meaningful; "She is not exaggerated as you think, she is just an ordinary person. She has no superhuman powers."

Qin Si was silent for a few seconds before digesting his words, feeling that he was talking to himself.

Sun is an ordinary person?

Looking at the entire hacker world, probably only Wang Ye can say this calmly.

If people outside heard this, they would probably be beaten.

Too Versailles!

He couldn't be as calm as Ye Wangchuan, and muttered unwillingly: "Of course I know he doesn't have superhuman powers, am I just curious?"

"The Hongmeng has never attended such a dinner before, but this time they agreed to attend. I don't know who they will invite?"