Su Qianxun's gaze fell upon the other necktie, which was placed on the bedside table. She grabbed the necktie. This was the necktie she had lost. But no matter what, it should not have ended up in Long Sijue's hands.
Xia Chuxi was the one who had sent her to the hospital after she suffered a miscarriage. When she regained consciousness, she was only holding the bodysuit she made for her baby, and the necktie had disappeared.
At that time, she was extremely despondent. Because of the loss of her baby, she had not been in the mood to care about anything else. Of course she did not look for the necktie.
When Su Qianxun thought about this, she grabbed her cell phone and gave Xia Chuxi a call.
Someone answered the phone call after a few rings. Su Qianxun immediately asked, "Xia Chuxi, can I ask you…"
"It's me!" The voice of Xia Chuxi's mother rang out.
