At noon, Madam Lu took her to her room and tried to help her pack. They were packing everything in the order she was telling them to.
There were too many memories, souvenirs, and even tapes of Lu Xinyi. The girl sure lived to brighten the world with her pure joy and carefree aura.
Lei Xinyi glanced at a picture frame with a frown on her face. In the picture, the Lu girl was holding a bunny and was sitting on the grass.
Lei Xinyi glanced at the mirror then turned back to the photo.
She was like a mirror image of her except the honey hazel hair and the innocence, purity, fragility, and virtual allure on her.
The girl was everything she wasn't.
Li Yuan must be blind or something. The girl was a kind that made men protective of her, she would have attracted them like a scented flower attracted bees.
