Dongfang Yun never expected that her stolen personal clothing would have been taken by Lu Tiange.
Moreover, among those clothes, some were washed, some were not.
No one knew what kind of filthy things Lu Tiange did with those items.
This senior brother who presents himself as righteous in front of others was actually a perverted and lascivious man.
She was relieved that she had maintained some distance from Lu Tiange, otherwise, who knew what depraved things he might have done.
At this moment, she looked at her personal clothing on the stage, seething with anger, wishing she could go up and give Lu Tiange a hard punch.
Song Yun stepped off the stage, ignoring the scattered clothes and walked toward his seat.
But when he saw Dongfang Yun, he noticed her charming face was flushed, her fists clenched, with an expression of both anger and embarrassment.
"Those panties are hers!"
Song Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood what was going on.
