"Speaking of sincerity…"
Qiao Chen looked at the mother and daughter, whose faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, and smiled. "If Qiao Anxin can kneel on the ground and kowtow to Sister a few times, slap herself a hundred times, and then record an apology video and post it on her Weibo, admitting that she did those dirty things, perhaps Sister can forgive her."
"Sister, what do you think?" Qiao Chen asked Qiao Mianmian.
"Mm, you're right." Qiao Mianmian nodded and said, "It sounds more sincere this way. If she really does it, I'll consider forgiving her."
"Qiao Anxin, did you hear that? Sister said that if you did what I said, she might forgive you." Qiao Chen smiled. The handsome young man had an angelic face, but he was smiling like a little devil now. "Didn't you sincerely want to apologize to Sister? Now that we've made the request, quickly do as we say."
"Qiao Chen, you!" Qiao Anxin glared at him.
