Qin Yiyi didn't get up immediately.
With a focused expression, she finished the millet congee in front of her. She then stretched out her hand, and a snow-white handkerchief was handed over.
She raised her head in surprise and saw Shang Jiuying looking at her indifferently from the opposite chair.
Wasn't that the handkerchief in his hand?
She didn't expect that there would still be people who carried handkerchiefs at all times in this day and age...
She paused for a moment and reached out her hand towards the box of tissues on the side, not forgetting to explain to Shang Jiuying, "What a waste."
Although the handkerchief was plain white, it only had the word 'Heng' embroidered on one corner, but looking at the material, one could see the embroidery work.
This handkerchief was not something that an ordinary person could afford.
She just needed to wipe her mouth. It did not need to be so expensive.
