Lu Zhenzhen took a deep breath, seemingly resigned, "Great, a handbag worth millions, I'll have to carry it for a couple more days before I trash it."
"Might as well keep it, after all, it's a lot of money."
"Right."
There was a rustling sound on the phone, and Lu Zhenzhen took off her clothes and laid back down, "I'm going to sleep now, you get up early for your class."
"Mm."
Nan Jiaojiao didn't tell her that she had already been on the balcony blowing in the cold air all morning.
Once she was fully awake, she left the house, had a bowl of rice noodles in the old alley, and with no classes that day and nowhere to go, and not wanting to go home, she remembered Ye Wanting's mother had been in the hospital for quite a while, so she simply bought a fruit basket and went to the hospital to visit.
"Where are you?"
She called Ye Wanting. The hospital was crowded, and as Nan Jiaojiao wandered around and passed through a corridor, she saw Bo Yanching.
