Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 1729

She put down the bottle and looked up. The corners of her eyes were slightly dry as she opened her mouth and said, "Dad, Master Cheng, you..."

She wanted to ask if they were full. If they weren't, she would call the hotel staff to send them food.

However, someone suddenly knocked on the door before Qiao Nian could finish speaking.

Jiang Zongjin stood up and walked over to answer. "1'11 open the door."

Qiao Nian looked at his back as he rushed to open the door. Her head hurt even more. It was as if a string had been pulled in her head, but she didn't know how to explain it to him.

Some things were too complicated to explain.

One day and one night might not be enough.

Moreover, she was not good at telling stories. It was really difficult for her to tell the entire story.

Qiao Nian picked up her phone.

Before she could look at the unread message on her phone, Jiang Zongjin had already opened the door and saw the person outside. "Elder... Elder Zhong?!"

The others in the room were all stunned.

Nie Mi looked like he had seen a ghost. "What? Elder Zhong?"

He subconsciously looked at Master Cheng. "Master

Cheng, did you call him?"

Master Cheng was equally confused. "I didn't."

Liang Conglin was completely dumbfounded. He was the last to react, and his reaction was similar to Nie Mi's. "Master Cheng, did you call Dean Zhong?"

Master Cheng was speechless.

He didn't!

Only then did Qiao Nian see Zhong Yiliu's message asking her which hotel she was staying in and what her room number was.

Her mouth twitched.

Master Cheng and the others were speechless.

"You didn't mention it to us before. I thought the two of you didn't know each other." Nie Mi was more cheerful and optimistic. He didn't care much about the process. He readily accepted the explanation that they were online friends. He was just about to say something to Qiao Nian when there was another knock on the door.

Knock, knock!

A string on the back of Qiao Nian's head was about to snap. Her eyes darkened as she looked at the door.

Who was it this time?!

Jiang Zongjin said tactfully, "I'll open the door."

Just now, he was the one who opened the door. This time, it was him again.

The hotel room was not big, to begin with. He took two steps to the door, turned the knob, and opened it immediately.

This time, two people were outside.

One of them was a man in a wheelchair. The young man was stunning, but unfortunately, in the bright October weather, an inappropriate blanket covered his legs. Something was obviously wrong with his legs.