C87 The Sixth Festival Worry

Soong Qingqing sat alone on the sofa, lost in thought. The luggage that she had packed last night was stacked beside her. Jia Jia would come to pick her up later. She did not know if she had done the right thing. She did not know if she had made the right decision to agree to the engagement with her father. Was she impulsive or was she trying to provoke that guy?

"Big Sister