Ning Qingxue rubbed her swollen red eyes and picked up that anonymous letter. She knew this letter wasn’t for her. She wanted to open it but at the last moment held up that urge. She carefully packed up Ye Mo’s things and put them in a case before opening the door.
“Qingxue, what happened to you?” Li Mumei saw Ning Qingxue with swollen eyes and immediately knew in her heart that she was right. Ning Qingxue really was crying, and she seemed sorrowful as well.
“What’s inside that case?” Li Mumei looked with curiosity at the case Ning Qingxue was hugging. Ning Qingxue’s change must have been due to this box. She really wanted to know what sort of box made Ning Qingxue, who had never cried, so pitiful.
“That’s my stuff!” Ning Qingxue shook her head and didn’t give the chest to Li Mumei.
