However, the wardrobe, once brimming with clothes, was now empty. There wasn't even a single piece of clothing left as though they had just disappeared into thin air.
It was then that Mu Xiaoxiao felt all her blood drain to her feet.
The clenching in her chest was uncomfortable!
Mu Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, tears swirling in her eyes.
Even if she had said that she didn't like the clothes, he shouldn't have given them to An Zhixin to wear, right?
That b*stard!
What was he trying to do!
Mu Xiaoxiao cried in anger, her tears falling uncontrollably.
She slammed the wardrobe door shut. She didn't want to be reminded of this upsetting thing anymore.
She grabbed her bag and rushed out of the house.
...
At the Hans.
