Fake daughters are wealthy

Qiao Nian stared at the news on the phone, wishing to stare at flowers, and slowed down when she was about to walk out.

A few blurry images popped up in her mind, they were not very clear, and they passed by in a flash, but the wound on Ye Wangchuan's mouth would not have been bitten out by a second person.

So the murderer...is her!

Qiao Nian saw that Qin Si's name on the dialog box had changed to "typing in progress", covered her eyes, turned back and didn't want to go downstairs anymore.

at this time.

Ye Wangchuan called.

Qiao Nian looked at the flashing caller ID on the screen, did some mental construction, and slowly picked it up: "Hello."

"Are you awake?" The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was like a spring breeze, and he could hear a good mood.

Qiao Nian couldn't look directly at the good things she did last night, so she pulled out the chair and sat down, lowering her eyelids and coughing: "Ahem, what?"

"Ok?"

"I was drunk yesterday."

After she finished speaking, she felt like a scumbag who started in chaos and ended up abandoning herself.

Although this thought flashed through her mind, she still coughed and said solemnly: "But I admit everything I do."

A man chuckled from the other end of the phone: "Oh, so what did God Qiao do last night?"

His voice still had the feeling of ice melting into a stream, and his tone was not impatient, as if he was waiting for her here, with ease.

Qiao Nian could hear the teasing in his tone, and the embarrassment of waking up with a hangover and being caused by Qin Si's WeChat message eased a lot.

She rubbed the center of her eyebrows and said suddenly, "Forget it."

Ye Wangchuan didn't follow her thoughts: "Huh? What?"

Qiao Nian stood up straight, and put on a thick knitted sweater that she had been wearing for the past few days. The pattern was bright and distinct, which set off her beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

"My own man, what's the matter if I drink too much and kiss a couple of times. I'm not messing around with people outside, they don't care."

When she said this, her face was expressionless, and her aura came out.

Ye Wangchuan heard that the tone of the girl on the other end of the phone had returned to normal. Although it was a bit regretful that Mei could tease her a little more, but when Qiao Nian's domineering declaration of sovereignty was heard, her thin lips curled up uncontrollably, calmly: "Well, you're right."

**

In the downstairs living room, Qin Si was still waiting for Qiao Nian to go downstairs to gossip.

He waited and waited and finally got the people downstairs up. He was about to gossip, but before he could ask, he received a warning from his master.

"Aunt Qin called me again yesterday to ask when you will go back."

Ye Wangchuan shook the glass in his hand for a long time, and even glanced at him leisurely: "When are you going to leave? Do you want to go back with Bo Er?"

"Hehe." Qin Si is not a fool, he still has some insight.

He understood that Ye Wangchuan was warning him not to tease Qiao Nian, and he was depressed. He still understood the truth that when someone's weak spot is in his hands, he should be cowarded.

"Well, grandpa, please tell my mother that I still have something to do here, and I'll go back later."

"But aren't you all right?"

"Something happened."

"Oh?"

Ye Wangchuan glanced at him again.

Qin Si immediately returned a look of "I understand, I shut up", expressing that he would honestly keep his mouth shut.

Only then did Ye Wangchuan pick up the phone: "This is not an example."

Qin Si looked at him urging him to go home, and he was castrated like Shuang's eggplant, and weakly greeted Qiao Nian who had just walked downstairs: "Sister Qiao, good morning."

(End of this chapter)