In the presidential suite of the hotel, Joan was flushed with a delicate wine-induced glow. Her eyebrows were delicately drawn, her eyes sparkling with amusement and allure, captivatingly beautiful. Her features were flawless, and the blush on her cheeks from the drink only heightened her stunning beauty.,That was Qiao's mother's voice, standing frozen in astonishment.,"Back then, the decision to bring you home and raise you was made with the sole purpose of one day bringing profit to the Qiao family," Qiao's mother said, her eyes cold as she looked at Qiao Anmu, her ambition on full display.。