บท 1213: So These Two Are Sisters

How did this little b*tch manage to get her hands on such an exceptional man?

Looking at Qiao Mianmian's outfit, Qiao Anxin almost couldn't hide her jealousy.

Man depends on clothes, Buddha depends on gold.

This little b*tch was now riding on his coattails. Her dressing had improved by many levels.

She could no longer see the poverty in her.

Qiao Anxin had dressed up meticulously today.

But compared to Qiao Mianmian, she was nothing.

One of them looked like a dignified and elegant lady from an aristocratic family.

The other looked like a daughter from the Ministry of State Affairs. She looked petty.

Standing in front of Qiao Mianmian, she was like a green leaf paired with a red flower. When the two of them stood together, everyone's eyes would only be on Qiao Mianmian.