"Huh?" Xia Qinghuan blinked her bright eyes and looked at Guan Tao. "What's wrong, Guan Tao?"
Seeing this, Guan Tao first looked around carefully and pulled Jian Ai to block the others' view. Then, she secretly took out a white silk handkerchief from her pocket.
Jian Ai and Xia Qinghuan looked at it. It was not an ordinary silk handkerchief, but Gao Yang's.
"Ah, Qinghuan… you're close to Gao Yang. Can you help me return this silk handkerchief to him?" Guan Tao smiled embarrassedly and quickly explained, "I washed it clean. I rubbed it gently with warm water. It's like a new one."
With that, Guan Tao nervously lowered her head. Perhaps because she was holding an LV silk handkerchief or because she thought of Gao Yang's cold face, she felt a little afraid.
Seeing this, Xia Qinghuan smiled helplessly. She looked at Guan Tao and said softly, "Guan Tao, keep this silk handkerchief for yourself. I know Gao Yang. He won't want it."
