Nalan Xue raised her eyebrows, speaking bluntly, "You're giving this to me? Do you have any in red? I prefer red. You're talking about Wu Minzhi, right? Don't bother with her; she's a madwoman."
"Yeah, we have plenty of that stuff at my place, I'll bring some over when I get back home," Liao Ya said excitedly, seeing that someone liked her things.
"Great, I want it in bright red, and if there's more, grab another for me to hang on my bed too. My mom set it up for me, but I don't like it; this is much better."
"Sure, sure," she agreed. Compared to them, her family's circumstances were significantly poorer, and Lanlan had been looking out for her, both overtly and subtly. The fact that Nalan Xue could so unabashedly ask her for things made her feel instantly useful.
Xiang Lanlan then noticed her words and asked, "You know Wu Minzhi?"
