Fang Jiayin was talking on the phone as she walked towards the classroom. "I picked up a handkerchief at my house. There is a picture of a cat on it. Is it yours?"
Xuxu was stunned and her expression abruptly froze. She remained rooted to the ground.
'Yan Rusheng, where is your handkerchief?'
'I won't lose it.'
'It should be somewhere in the pockets of one of my pants. I'll look for it another day.'
'I picked up a handkerchief at my house. There is a picture of a cat on it. Is it yours?'
Xuxu's eyes were glistening and slightly turned red.
Su Yue looked at her and then threw a glance at the staircase. She seemed to recall something. A streak of anger and hatred appeared in her eyes.
She extended her hand to grab Xuxu's sleeves and gently tugged it. "Third sister-in-law."
