Zhan Nanqing "..."
"Damn it! Damn it! Qiao Jing, that vixen, has my brother going round and round; now she's even using him like a servant, and doing it so naturally. It's just too maddening!"
Zhan Nanqing stamped her feet while muttering nonstop.
After leaving the residential complex, Zhan Nanqing stopped and after pondering for two seconds, looked in the direction of the Red Cross Society.
She hesitated for a while, then hailed a taxi and went back to the Red Cross Society.
Upon arrival, she immediately inquired about Qiao Jing with the front desk staff.
"You said what? Qiao Jing donated ten million to children in the Western Mountainous Region?!"
Zhan Nanqing was astounded!
Where did Qiao Jing get so much money from?
Was it all given to her by her grandfather?
But—
Why would she donate it?
