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Chapter 245 Mr. Wan: It should be

At least when Mr. Su met him, the two of them greeted each other familiarly, and it didn't look like they didn't know each other before.

But can the character known to the big guys in that circle be an ordinary character?

"What are you still doing? Camera, hurry up and prepare the camera!"

The material is available today!

The real daughter versus the fake daughter, the 'fake daughter' stomps on the real daughter! Crowds gathered half way around the city!

It’s all a gimmick!

The reporters were making a commotion here, and the guests invited by the Qiao family over there also started to make a commotion, whispering to each other, and talking about it.

There were only a few people in Xu Xu who didn't know anyone at the top, and they didn't know how powerful the people coming from Qiao Nian's side were, so they stood there at a loss and confused.

Anyone who knows someone coming next to them wishes they could be one of them.

When the two groups of people met, Qiao Nian saw Ye Qichen in her eyes.

As soon as I came, I touched his head, rubbed his soft hair, my eyes became soft unconsciously, and asked him, "Chenchen, does it hurt to do rehabilitation?"

Ye Qichen was extremely dependent on her. He shook his head and said immediately: "It doesn't hurt."

Whoever heard that cute little voice would be willing to make him sad.

The key point is that this little guy not only has a sweet voice, but also a sweet person.

He took out a small bag from the side of his wheelchair, handed it to Qiao Nian, and said to her with bright and shy eyes: "Happy birthday, sister!"

"This is a gift." His eyelashes were drooped like a small fan, and he said huffingly: "My uncle and I bought it for you together. I also prepared a gift for my sister separately, and I will give it to you later.

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Gu San, who was pushing him from behind:...

Young Master, that's not what you said when you and Master Wan went shopping. What you said was that you and Master Wan would prepare a gift for Miss Qiao together, but you actually hid it?

He unconsciously glanced in the direction of the man next to him. Master Wan looked quite calm.

Well?

When Qiao Nian heard that it was the gift they had prepared for her, she silently accepted it and said thank you to the little guy first.

He straightened up again, looked at the protruding man, and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Ye Wangchuan raised his thin lips, sultry and sexy: "It should be."

Qiao Nian: "..."

Thanks.

It should.

It sounded like a normal conversation, but when it came out of his mouth, it always felt like there was something different in it.

Qiao Nian felt inexplicably a little anxious, and felt that she was being suppressed invisibly.

In fact, both parties saw each other.

After seeing Jiang Li, several people in the guard building realized that Jiang, the biological parents of Qiao Nian, was from the Jiang family in Baocheng, and they took the initiative to invite Ye Wangchuan and the others as the Jiang family.

The Jiang family, Gu San and others took the initiative to regard Wei Lou and Su Huaiyuan as the people invited by each other to support Qiao Nian.

Only one person has seen through it all - Ye Wangchuan.

But he said nothing and put his hands in his pockets, as if nothing would happen to Qiao Nian that would surprise him.

He only glanced at Yuan Yongqin and Su Huaiyuan and understood what Qiao Nian meant when he told him that day that he would beat the dog himself.

Look at it like this, she's going to slap some people's faces to pieces today!

Ye Wangchuan curled his lips and looked lazily towards Qiao's house.

How should I put it, he was inexplicably looking forward to it.

Now that everyone waiting has arrived, Qiao Nian doesn't have the habit of standing outside to cool off.

After saying something to Jiang Zongjin and the others, he led everyone into the Water Pavilion...

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