Mrs. Lin Wu found it odd, but didn't think much of it, "It's the sieve that Tingfan borrowed a few nights ago."
A few nights ago?
Recently, Song Tingfan hadn't gone out at night. Only the night she went out, thinking about the antagonist's inexplicable aloofness, Lin Qiao understood that he knew she didn't go to the Lin Family.
No wonder he suddenly became distant.
What a headache.
How was she supposed to patch up this storyline and fill the "little hole" in the antagonist's heart?
Seeing her in a daze and not speaking, Mrs. Lin Wu called out, "Sister-in-law?"
Lin Qiao snapped back to reality and waved her in, "Second Sister-in-law, come in and see which one it is? I forgot."
If it was someone else, Mrs. Lin Wu might have rolled her eyes, but she found it normal for her little sister-in-law.
In her heart, her little sister-in-law had always been a bit slow.
