C137 Who Has the Most Enmity with Me

Xia Qian suddenly thought of the checked handkerchief he had taken from Qin Feiyan's pocket. It was neatly folded, just like the clothes he was wearing. Heavens! Did he get kicked in the head by a donkey? It would be too extravagant to just give him a total of a few thousand yuan. However, the only thing that elder sister could say would definitely be a handkerchief worth a few thousand yuan