guing then." Song Qing霜 gave her a withering glance."He likes men!" Fu Yan couldn't bear it anymore. It wasn't that she intentionally wanted to spread gossip about Fu Hanlin, but no matter how she exp...Song Qing霜 went out, Fu Yan had already walked far away, she chased after her in high heels.

"How rude!" she tugged at Fu Yan's arm.

Fu Yan walked forward with determination. Song Qing霜 tried to pull her back, but it was like pulling a stubborn donkey. Instead, Fu Yan used force to shake her hand away and looked at the lacquered box in her hand.

"Go back."

Song Qing霜 wore an expression as though she were looking at a stubborn donkey, clutching the box tightly. "There's no reason to return something I'm giving you."

"I didn't say I would." Fu Yan glanced away. The cold wind blew past, and she calmed down a little.

"Your second brother has already spoken up, and this hairpin looks so beautiful. Don't you have a few sets of Hanfu It would match perfectly. Besides, if you refuse, wouldn't that be contradicting your second brother" Song Qingfrost persuaded her,

Fú Yān took a deep breath, her voice cold and clear. "Either take it back or throw it away, I don't want it anyway."

Before she could finish her sentence, she walked straight ahead.

"Hey!" Song Qing霜 chased after him, the lacquered box couldn't be thrown away, nor could it be returned. She secretly stuffed the box into her bag and then chased after him, "When will you ever change your temper, you child" she saw were her own shoes. That's when she remembered that there was only one pair of slippers in the house, and it belonged to her. Lately, she had been busy bidding on projects. On weekends, she...