Xie Qinyun heaved a heavy sigh and said, "Oh well, it serves my second brother right, his fate... is so bitter!" With that, she covered her face with her handkerchief and started to cry melodramatically.
Lin Qianqing laughed heartily and said, "Do you have to be so dramatic, like you're at a funeral or something?"
Discarding the handkerchief, Xie Qinyun grabbed Lin Qianqing's sleeve and wiped it across her face, saying, "Right, just like a funeral, and now I'm crying into your sleeve, I'll ruin your sleeve and see how you face people when you go out..."
After all, they were young girls, and soon enough, she had forgotten about her troubled second brother.
In the midst of their playful scuffle, they finished their meal.
After wiping her mouth and rinsing her mouth, Gu Youyou stood again by the window.
The location of Miss Du's residence was really good, especially this window, which offered a wide view.
But... Gu Youyou thought she saw a familiar figure acting all sneaky.
