Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

"Since you refused to come back in the beginning, there's no need for you to come back now!" His expression darkened and his words were extremely rude.

He Lin's heart skipped a beat. He was afraid that Qiao Nian would leave.

He quickly looked at the girl and watched her reaction closely, ready to mediate the situation at any time.

After all, Qiao Nian entered the First Research Institute and even won first place in the group assessment. She had the right to enter the Level 8 laboratory that even Ji Ziyin did not have.

Although the Ji family was powerful, they were not powerful enough to cover the sky with one hand. The First Research Institute was not a place they could call the shots.

The Ji family had been carefully nurturing and planning the family's influence in the research institute for decades. Qiao Nian was a genius in black gunpowder.

How could He Lin not want her to come back?

Therefore, he reacted very quickly and almost echoed Ji Hongyuan. He immediately played the good cop. "Sixth Elder, Miss... Miss Qiao is also young. Since she's already here, let's hear what she has to say first." After saying that, he stared at the girl without blinking. His eyes were filled with anticipation as if he was encouraging the girl to say what was on her mind.

Qiao Nian watched their performance coldly. When everyone fell silent, she raised her baseball cap and said lazily, "Are you done?"

This attitude was extremely arrogant!

The expression of everyone in the room changed.

This was the Ji family's old residence!

Not many people in the Independent Continent dared to have such an attitude.

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Mo Xi narrowed his eyes and put his hand in his pocket. He touched the weapon he had brought with him and his body was filled with killing intent that could explode at any time.

Ji Lingfeng noticed him. He only glanced at Mo Xi from the corner of his eye, and Mo Xi felt the pressure of a superior.

He was almost out of breath from the pressure.

Was this the aura of the Ji family's Patriarch?

Mo Xi pursed his lips into a straight

line. His nerves were tense as he resisted the overwhelming pressure. He stared expressionlessly at everyone in the living room.

Fortunately, Ji Lingfeng only glanced at him before retracting his gaze His gaze landed on the girl again, but it was still impossible to tell if he was happy or angry. "What do you want?"

Qiao Nian did not waste any time. She unzipped her shoulder bag and threw out a recording pen.

Then, she turned it on.

It recorded her bet with Ji Hongyuan at the underground auction a few days ago and Ji Hongyuan's final words.

After the contents of the recording finished playing, Qiao Nian picked it up and casually glanced at the people in the living room.

"I'm here to take the prize."

Everyone's expressions changed.

Ji Hongyuan was so confident in the beginning. He was even a little disdainful and arrogant.

Now that he had fallen into the mud, in an instant, his face was covered in dust and he was in a sorry state. His thin face was about to explode.

His eyes widened and he grabbed the armrest beside his hand tightly. He panted heavily and glared at Qiao Nian. "You... you...!"

Qiao Nian did not care about his

anger at all, She looked at Ji Lingfeng and the others casually. came today to ask if the previous bet stiff counts. If it does, how many days have you been given to make preparations? You should be ready."

He Lin was dumbfounded. "Miss Qiao, you..."

She came to ask for the secret recipe for black gunpowder today. No matter the outcome, she was openly going against the Ji family!