Lu Mian stopped in her tracks with one hand on her bag strap and the other in her pants pocket.
She lent her school uniform to Sui Yuan and was only wearing a basic white T-shirt.
The collar of the shirt was loose and crinkly with some loose strands, which made it look cheap.
However, there was another type of fashion sense when it was worn on her.
She tilted her head slightly and looked at Fu Man coldly. "What do you want to say?"
The voice was chilling to the bone.
Fu Man could not help but shiver, and her eyes wavered, weakening her presence.
It was that gaze again!
That gaze that made her fear from the bottom of her heart.
The words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.
The atmosphere in the living room was quiet, dead and suffocating.
In the silence, Lu Xinnuan slowly stood up and reminded, "Sis, Mom said your form teacher called her today."
