Donated? Xuxu raised her voice slightly. "Why did he do that?"
She had merely worn the clothes once or twice; why did he donate everything without asking for her permission?
Aunt Zhang shrugged. "I'm not sure as well."
How could she read Young Master's mind?
Xuxu gave a helpless sigh and returned to her room. She was lost in thought as she stared at her clothes.
Was he trying to remind her to detach herself from the past?
Yan Rusheng, years have gone by. Did I hide it too well or could it be that in your eyes, it's impossible to see another person?
Finally, after much deliberation, she chose a fuchsia-colored sleeveless dress with a modest V neck. The dress was made of a soft silky material, and it fell down beyond her knees.
She hadn't donned such a bright color in a while, and it captivated everyone.
