Jiang Xue saw Xia Chun's serious expression and was at a loss. She had just met them, and even if she was really the daughter of this family, if she and Jiang Luo believed Mama Lin, they might not be able to forgive her.
Tears immediately poured down her face, she cried and said, "I really don't know why this gold bracelet is with me, but these cosmetics are second-hand goods that I bought myself. Auntie, you might not know this, but my family is poor. My father is an alcoholic, and my mother is a gambler. Other than tuition fees, I earn my own living. I make a living by selling second-hand cosmetics."
