Ye Xiao didn't answer Qiao Qianqian; she checked both pockets of her coat thoroughly.
They were actually empty. How could they be empty? It must have been that thing.
"Xiao Xiao, what are you looking for?"
Qiao Qianqian saw Ye Xiao feeling her pockets, but there was only a mobile phone in her pockets.
"Rip..." went a sound.
Ye Xiao had torn the inner layer and shook out a yellow talisman folded into a small triangle.
"Xiao Xiao, why are you ripping my clothes? Eh, what's this? How did it get inside my clothing?"
Qiao Qianqian looked at the yellow object in Ye Xiao's hand, which somewhat resembled the peace charm she'd gotten from the temple.
But how did this thing get into her clothes; she didn't remember having the habit of carrying a peace charm with her.
This outfit had been purchased just last week, and today was the first time she wore it.
"Someone wants you dead," Ye Xiao said, holding the talisman, her voice cold.
