C171 Cold Love

Mi Qiao held her phone with both hands and raised her head to look at him. He was so high up in the sky, looking down at her arrogantly.

Mi Qiao was not convinced of this, but he had the money.

Mi Qiao slowly stood up and stood in his encirclement, staring coldly at his slight anger.

Being poor could really bring down a person or even a family.

She gave a silent sneer