Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 1233

"The group stage is the same as the online competition. The person who advances in each group can go to the city to participate in the final competition. I just saw your group. You're assigned to Group C. Group C is the second group among the four groups..."

Du Mingwei suppressed his excitement. "The opponent is very strong. The previous world champion is in this group.

"Do you know the Heaven Leaderboard?

"The other two opponents are on the Heaven Leaderboard." Du Mingwei didn't elaborate. There was no need to. In this qualifying competition, Qiao Nian also had a few opponents on the Heaven Leaderboard. Then? Weren't they still insta-killed by her?

Therefore, Du Mingwei only said, "I'll send you the other contestants' information in your group later."

"Okay."

Qiao Nian grabbed her bag from the security check when she came out. Her phone was inside. Turning it on, she saw a message from Ye Wangchuan, telling her to wait for him at the school gate.

The corners of her mouth turned up.

She looked at the message she had not replied to again. She tapped her phone screen and hesitated for a moment before replying to the other party back.

[No reason. I went because I wanted to.]

Then, she put away her phone and said to Du Mingwei and the others, "Teacher Shen, Teacher Du, my friend is waiting for me outside. I'll leave first."

Shen Yugui and the others did not expect Qiao Nian to qualify so easily. They still had many follow-up things to do, so they did not ask the girl to stay. "Okay. We'll contact you."

Qiao Nian nodded, took her things, and walked out of the school.

At the school gate.

A red flag car was parked quietly under a camphor tree by the road.

Honestly, she was a little hungry. She stopped babbling and said simply, "1 want lamb stew."

Beijing was most famous for its lamb.

The lamb stew was also a kind of hot pot, but it was all clear soup. They also liked to use sesame sauce or peanut butter as ingredients.

Qiao Nian was not interested in such light-flavored food, but the restaurant Ye Wangchuan had brought her to before was good.

The fresh lamb was well-defined and did not have the smell of lamb. She suddenly wanted to eat it.

Ye Wangchuan had always been the one to go wherever she wanted to go. He turned the car around and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Then, let's go eat it."

The car drove out slowly towards a private restaurant...