Fake daughters are wealthy

"Mr. Gu, what's the matter with Young Master Ye coming to school?" He waited in the office for a long time but didn't see Ye Wangchuan mentioning anything, so he made a cup of tea when he came in, and then sat on the sofa to do his own business. He didn't say what he was going to do, which made his heart flutter and he couldn't find peace of mind.

Seeing the surprise, Gu San patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "It's okay, he'll just wait for someone."

"Waiting for someone?" The principal didn't understand: "Who are you waiting for?"

Gu San: "Just one student from your school."

His original intention was the students who came to take the exam.

The principal misunderstood. Thinking of the gossip he had heard occasionally, he suddenly realized: "Oh, Ye Shaolai is waiting for classmate Jiang Xianrou? The student union seems to have gone back after being responsible for the orientation."

The corner of Gu San's mouth twitched, what Jiang Xianrou, Mr. Wang is obviously waiting for Miss Qiao!

"No, he was waiting for another person."

The voice just fell.

The man who had been playing with his phone finally raised his eyes, looked at the time on the phone, put the phone away, and stood up.

His height gives people a cramped aura, which makes people breathless.

"Principal, have you finished the exam?"

The principal of Tsinghua University let out an 'ah' and looked at the time. It wasn't that the exam was over. Twenty minutes after the exam, he nodded: "Well, the exam is over."

Ye Wangchuan's brows and eyes were serious, as if there were endless things inside, and it all turned into one sentence in the end: "Help me check a student's grades."

Gu San's heart skipped a beat and almost bounced.

Convex, does Master Wang mean that he wants to use his connections to secure Miss Qiao's entry into Tsinghua University? !

This is a black box operation!

In the past, Master Wang didn't like other people doing this.

As a result, when it came to Miss Qiao, he lost all principles.

The principal didn't realize it yet, so he was stunned for a while, and asked, "Yes, what's the name of the student you are talking about, Young Master Ye?"

"Her name?" Ye Fanchuan chuckled, and quickly fiddled with the Buddhist beads on his wrist, his eyes were dark and bloodthirsty at the end of his eyes: "Qiao Nian."

*

It was exactly 12 o'clock when Qiao Nian came out of the examination room after the exam. It was quite cold in October, but today the weather in Beijing is fine, with clear skies and sunshine. The temperature is warm on the body, neither too cold nor too hot.

After being bored in the examination room for four hours, a sudden gust of wind made my mind much clearer.

Qiao Nian rubbed her swollen temples. Just as she was about to go out, she took out her phone from her bag, but she didn't have time to turn it on.

A voice suddenly came from the side: "Nian Nian."

She looked up, and she didn't expect to see Qiao Weimin in Beijing. The man seemed to be much older, not as vigorous as the last time she saw it in Shuixiexuan. In just over a month, he was at least ten years older. Looking at her, Qiao Weimin Obviously feeling cramped, he rubbed his hands, put his toes together, and looked at a loss.

Qiao Nian withdrew his gaze, his eyes were cold, ready for him to find fault, his attitude was very cold: "Is there something wrong?"

Qiao Weimin was stunned for a moment when he heard her cold tone, and then smiled wryly, without going around in circles: "It's nothing. I just saw you coming for the exam and wanted to ask how you did in the exam."

Qiao Nian was more used to him speaking sarcasticly to herself, or being hypocritical and arrogant, but he suddenly changed his attitude, which Qiao Nian was not used to.

"so so."

She finished writing the question, and forced herself to write an essay.

As for the final score, it depends on the score of the composition.

Her composition was not written in accordance with the regular exam composition, so it's hard to say how many points she can get in the end.