Qiao Xia's face turned red, "You ... you're slandering me!"
Qiao Lan coldly approached Qiao Xia, "I want to see who will help you."
Locked in the cold jail cell of the detention center, Qiao Xia shivered from the cold and grew increasingly disappointed with the Qiao family. She had held onto a sliver of hope, hoping for a mutual step back, longing for nothing but the ancestral home.
Little did she know that they would frame her like this.
Her own family.
They accused her of theft, convicted her, and sent her to jail. She never dreamed it would be this filthy; she had actually hoped they still had a shred of decency in them. Was she too naive?
As soon as Qiao Xia was detained, Fang Xiaoxia received the news right away and was extremely shocked.
