"The man last night was not as handsome as this one, I remember."

Lin Yue nodded, not surprised.

If Zhan Lianshi didn't come to buy it himself, it would be someone from Zhan Lianshi.

Of course she didn't know what a person from the Zhanlian period looked like.

Lin Yue's mind was a little confused, like a ball of numbness, a mess.

The landlady looked at Lin Yue and saw that her face was even worse than before. She supported her and said, "Little girl, are you okay?"

Lin Yue shook his head, his lips moved, but he could not speak.

How did Zhan Lianshi know what to wear brocade? He didn't specialize in fashion, so he wouldn't know.

Only Sister Lin.

But if Sister Lin knew, how could Zhan Lianshi know?

She remembered that Sister Lin didn't like Zhan Lianshi.

She would not tell Zhan Lian what she liked.

But now, Zhan Lianshi knew.

Why?

What's going on between Sister Lin and Zhan Lianshi now?

Or is she wrong?

The middle-aged woman finally realized that something was wrong with Lin Yue. She looked at the landlady and whispered, "What's wrong with this girl?"

The landlady shook her head at her and told her not to speak for the time being.

The middle-aged woman recalled what the landlady had just said and looked at Lin Yue. She probably knew something and would not say anything more.

The designer wanted good fabrics, but others beat him to it, and the price was very high.

I'm afraid this will be difficult.

"Little girl, let me take you to buy some medicine."

Lin Yue shook her head. She didn't want to say anything now. She just wanted to stay somewhere and have some quiet time.

The landlady looked at the scorching sun in the sky and Lin Yue's devastated look, and helped her to the shade.

Lin Yue quickly squatted down, covered his head with his hands, and lowered his face.
Chapter completed!