Helpless, he could only follow them back to the house.
Closing the door, Su Yu took out a beautifully wrapped gift box and gave it to her. “Open it and see.”
Yan Feiying’s pretty face was as red as a peach blossom. She said, “It can’t be some pill, right?”
She was afraid that Linghu Yang would act like a jerk again and give her some newly developed pill.
Su Yu smiled without saying a word. The latter opened the gift box doubtfully, and a crimson-colored undergarment appeared before her eyes.
The undergarment was made of top-grade heavenly silk thread by thread. Not only was it close-fitting and comfortable, it was also invulnerable to blades and spears. Furthermore, it was a protective vest.
It wasn’t sold on the market at all. One had to hire a master teacher to sew it out one by one.
The reason why Linghu Yang stole her bra was not to sell it to anyone for money. Instead, he wanted to give it to a master teacher to compare its size and custom-make a bra of the same size.
