Upon seeing Du Yingxue, Qiao Hua'er immediately became wary.
She often heard Du Haofeng complain that in other families the sons are the treasured ones, but in the Du Family, it was the other way around.
Because it took generations to have such a daughter who was both beautiful and charming, the elders were extremely indulgent with her.
But in reality, Du Yingxue was malicious at heart.
At any rate, those in the Du Family whom she disliked never met with a good end.
Qiao Hua'er was very clear that if she hadn't left a good impression on Du Yingxue, even if she could marry into the Du Family, she would not have good days ahead.
So she hastily curtseyed: "I pay my respects to Miss Du."
"And who do I have here? It turns out to be the Qiao Family's second young miss."
Du Yingxue scoffed lightly, her face full of disdain.
Qiao Hua'er wasn't bad-looking, but she fell far short of Qiao Duo'er, especially in terms of temperament, which was like heaven and earth in difference.
