teng siqing's face was ashen as she turned around. " you're wrong. the clothes don't belong to him. "
han tuoyu scratched his head in confusion.'how can it not be his? do these two clothes of yours really look like one set? did someone else buy the same suit as him? but with third young master he's status, all his clothes must be custom-made, right? i shouldn't ..."
if you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!
teng siqing almost cursed, but she suppressed her anger with great effort.
"if i say no, then no. how can i not remember who helped me?" she spoke so quickly that han tuoyu was rendered speechless. then, she changed the topic. " alright, i can't socialize with you in my current state. it's getting late, so i'll go back first. "
han tuoyu frowned.