C604 Ironic Mother and Daughter

Leng Qianqian held her phone in one hand. The phone was flashing. Under the bright and pale lights in the corridor, it was not dazzling.

However, Leng Qianqian's expression was as cold as ice. It seemed that she was not in a good mood.

She was still wearing simple clothes and jeans with a white T-shirt. It was a simple and plain dress. If not for that beautiful face inherited from her parents