A Heavenly Gift: The

Covering half of her fiery face, before she could even speak, Qiao Xuexue rushed down from the second floor. After giving a triumphant glance, she feigned sadness and choked back tears: "Sister, how could you do this Our Qiao family has some status, you bring a wild child in here, don't we lose all face","Impossible!" Qiao Qian's voice trembled, pointing at Qiao Xuexue. "You guys shouldn't listen to her, it must be, it must be intentional.","What" It was a June day, but Qiao Qian felt as if she were in the snow. "It's not yours"。