Yuan Chun pushed her aside and walked in, "Zhao Dongxiu, I forgot to take something. Don't worry, since you don't like me, I won't shamelessly stay at your house."
"What thing? Didn't you take all your clothes with you?" After that little tramp left, she had specifically checked the small room, and there was no trace of her belongings.
Yuan Chun opened the door to the small room and pointed at the bedding and pillow on the bed, "My bedding and pillow are still here. My mom specially made them for me. Zhao Dongxiu, you're not thinking of keeping your sister-in-law's bedding for yourself, are you?"
"Ugh, who cares about your bedding? Hurry up and take it away."
Zhao Dongxiu looked at her with a face full of contempt and disgust.
Yuan Chun didn't bother to argue with her. She picked up the sheet, wrapped the bedding and pillow inside, tied a knot, then reached out to the window and took the half-dried mushrooms she had forgotten before and took them with her.
