"You... you..."
"Besides, as the saying goes, 'a thousand gold coins can't buy my beloved.' If Miss Chen thinks it's worth it, even spending a billion shouldn't concern you, Qiao Yin." Qiao Mo sneered at her long-lost 'good sister.'
Suddenly, Qiao Mo's expression shifted, looking at Qiao Yin with a hint of eagerness in her eyes.
"Sister, I really should thank you for today's events. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had the chance to meet Miss Chen. If in the future you have other connections with wealthy... oh no, with those well-off young ladies, please introduce them to me."
Qiao Yin nearly blacked out, almost fainting.
Chen Shiqing's complexion turned even worse?
Rich people? Wealthy heiresses?
Clearly, Qiao Mo saw her as an easy mark!
"Qiao Mo, don't get cocky. Treat that billion as charity given to a beggar!" Chen Shiqing spoke coldly, seething with hatred inside.
Hearing this, Qiao Mo slowly subdued her smile: "What does Miss Chen mean by this?"
