When she saved grandma, she didn't lose a cloth bag, did she?
Besides, she doesn't like carrying cloth bags, she always carries leather bags.
Cloth bags are so ugly.
"What cloth bag?" Lu Xuemei was hearing about this for the first time and was very curious.
"It's the bag that Manman dropped, when I was crossing the street a car almost hit me, but luckily Manman pulled me back, and we both fainted from the fright. When I woke up, I was already in the hospital, and a nurse brought me the items I had dropped, thinking that the cloth bag was mine."
"Oh, I see," Lu Xuemei looked at Jiang Man, full of admiration in her eyes.
Such a young age, altruistic, nearly risking her own life, truly remarkable!
Jiang Man pursed her lips, thinking back to that day.
Actually, when she woke up in the hospital that day, surrounded by bodyguards saying she had saved Old Lady Lu, she was completely bewildered.
She couldn't remember whom she had saved.
