"It's up to you, it's up to you!" Hu Cui's mother said in a bad tone, "Anyway, you know Xiao Xu. Come to me at work tomorrow and I will take you there. Can you give me your clothes now?"

Song Zhiwei nodded, "Sure, just wait and I'll get it for you."

When she returned to the room, she didn't choose at all and just picked up a set. Anyway, her clothes were old and torn, and each one was similar.

Hu Cui's mother took the clothes without saying a word of thanks. These ...