บท 862: Sister Nian

She'd known before that Qiao Chen wasn't a person who easily admitted defeat. She was just like a gecko. If you swatted it with your shoe, you'd think it wasn't moving anymore. Later, when you looked at it, you'd see a tail left there. It would survive even with a broken tail.

Qiao Chen was also such a person.

She might not cry even if she saw an impending death!

For example, even now that the evidence was obvious and was thrown on Qiao Chen's face, she could still react calmly.

She was too good at this.

[Qiao Chen: When the thunderstorm hits me, I'll just treat it as mud.]

She attached a scenery picture below. It looked quiet and peaceful with a lot of positive energy. It was just short of describing the extraordinary aura in Qiao Chen's updated Weibo.

Her fair fingers tapped on her phone as she narrowed her eyes. She wasn't awake yet, so her eyes were cold. She didn't waste any time and directly forwarded Qiao Chen's latest post.