Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

"It's not a matter of whether I want to go or not."

She was expelled from school and was given a suspended sentence by the court for spreading malicious rumors after the Qiao family fell. The sentence was two years, with a two-year reprieve.

In other words, she wouldn't be able to take any exams or wait abroad for the next two years while she was on probation.

If she performed well in the next two years and fought for a reduced sentence, she might not go to jail when the two years were up.

Otherwise, she would still have to serve her sentence in the detention center.

The Shen family and Shen Jingyan also cut ties with their family upon seeing that she no longer had any value.

Because of this, Qiao Chen returned to Rao City.

She had lost her proud background and her fine jewelry.

She had been beaten back into the ranks of ordinary people. The pain was no different from falling into hell for her.

During this period of time, she looked extremely haggard and had collapsed.

Auntie will be upset

bit her pale lips, her eyes evasive and

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pressed her

her eyes filled with hatred. "It's all that ingrate's

weren't for her. Your father even... Forget it, forget it.

He still thinks that it's

fault."

Shen Qiongzhi thought of something and perked up. "Chen Chen, don't be too sad. I heard that her hand is injured. She won't get a good ranking even if she participates

mood, she helped

collar and said in a low voice, "I'll use my connections to get two tickets to watch the competition live. We'll go

watch it together. We'll see our own eyes how that ingrate falls from

watch the competition. It's a good opportunity for those people to see how the so-called pride of First High

been tormented by the news of the competition for the past few days. At this moment, she looked at Shen Qiongzhi in surprise. "Mom, is

She stroked her hair and said gently, "Of course, when have I ever lied to you? That little ingrate's hand is broken. She can't use one of her hands. Your uncle told me about this. He's in Beijing and is more well-informed than us. He already said that Qiao Nian's hand is broken, so it must be true. Let's just wait and

been injected with vitality. She took a deep breath and exhaled the turbid air in