165, Alternative, Comfort

With these thoughts in mind, Song Qinghuan turned on her computer, leaving a message for Li Wei on the web version of WeChat, asking her to resend the photos taken that day.

As soon as Li Wei received the information, she quickly sent over the photos.

However, there was only one photo, an originally blurry photo that got even blurrier after being taken and transmitted over the phone.

Song Qinghuan consoled herself that this was better than having nothing at all.

The only thing she could hope for now was for Shi Yuhuan to find some way to recover her handbag. The loss of her money and phone were less important, than the returning of the precious few photos.

Havin closed her laptop, Song Qinghuan tossed it aside, collapsing on the bed, looking quite exhausted.

Just then, the bedroom door opened a crack, and a big paw reached in, successfully pushing the door open.