Qiao Bing smiled and said, "It's nothing."
Qiao Chuchu looked at Qiao Bing, smiled, and said nothing.
Qiao Bing was the kind of scheming bitch she had encountered many times before.
Such a shallow attempt to sow discord...
However, she really didn't understand where Qiao Bing got the confidence to provoke her.
Doesn't Qiao Bing know that she is the heiress of this company?
"Miss Qiao is really beautiful." Qiao Chuchu looked at Qiao Bing and said, "Beautiful looks, beautiful clothes, beautiful bag."
Qiao Bing smiled, fiddled with her hair a bit, and glanced at the bag Qiao Chuchu was carrying.
Qiao Chuchu's bag was an old model from past years, very ordinary, costing tens of thousands.
Her bag was the latest model this year, bought for two hundred and eighty thousand.
"This was a gift from my dad," Qiao Bing said with a smile.
Qiao Chuchu nodded, so she really was a rich second-generation...
