The Zhai family had kidnapped a daughter from the Qiao family, but their own daughter, after she met the right man, would also be kidnapped by others one day.
"Your book." Shi Qing had been waiting for Qiao Nan at the entrance of Peking University for a long time. As soon as Qiao Nan arrived, she tucked all the books in Qiao Nan's arms. "How is Auntie Miao? Is she feeling better?"
"She has caught a cold. She had a drip and took medicine." Qiao Nan flipped the books to confirm that Shi Qing had taken the correct ones before she let out a sigh of relief.
"Crap." Shi Qing deliberately gave a glare. "You actually don't believe me. Since you don't believe me, why do you still let me be your coolie? It's not that you don't know. Those language books of yours are so huge and thick, and they are extremely heavy."
