When he saw the Seven paper bag, he'd thought there was a Seven-brand bracelet or necklace inside.
Perhaps a one-carat diamond or something.
Who knew there were property deeds inside!
They weren't just properties, but properties in Beijing! Prime district, three units! What was going on? The price of these three units combined amounted to at least a nine-figure sum!
What was Sister Nian's relationship with Cheng Feng Corporation?
Even people on relatively good terms wouldn't give each other such gifts, right?
On the other side, Qiao Weimin and Qiao Chen stood a few feet away from Yuan Yongqin's car. They stood rooted to the ground as if their feet were nailed down.
Although it was a distance away, they could see the "gift" Yuan Yongqin handed to Qiao Nian.
Qiao Nian took out three red booklets.
They looked like property deeds.
But the distance between them was too great, and they only had a vague view of them. Qiao Nian then placed the items back in the bag and they didn't get a second glance at them.
"Dad, how does Aunt Yuan know Qiao Nian?" Qiao Chen's throat was practically on fire. She found it hard to even swallow her saliva.
Just now, in front of so many people—including reporters—Yuan Yongqin had said to her face that she wasn't worthy of wearing Seven's items. It was akin to giving her a tight slap. She felt slightly dizzy from embarrassment, almost as if she'd really been hit.
Even the earrings she was so proud of only made her ears burn even more.
She couldn't take it lying down if she took them off.
But if she kept them on, it would just remind others of all the mean things Yuan Yongqin had said.
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