Has Your Mother Returned To The Country?

The matter ended there. Those classmates who didn't like Ye Linlang were naturally unwilling to accept it.

But since the discipline inspection director had said so, no one dared to have any objections.

Thus, the students of grade one Class A obediently returned to their seats.

It was already the last self-study class. The time was 9:30 pm, but Ye Linlang's heart was actually somewhat anxious.

She lowered her head and took a look at the retro-styled traditional dress that was placed in the box. The more she frowned, the deeper her brows became.

Was it really a gift from Jiang Qiran?

Because too many people had "seen" this dress today, some parts of it were slightly wrinkled.

Ye Linlang couldn't help but reach out her hand and smooth the wrinkles on it bit by bit.

The fabric was delicate and soft, and it felt extremely good to the touch. Looking at the exquisite patterns and embroidery on it, Ye Linlang's mood seemed to calm down.