The damage was right on the sleeve, where a tear had ripped open, impossible to conceal no matter how she tried.
Lin Zhaoyue felt her head throbbing. Was she really expected to go out and meet people looking like this? And the people she was meeting were Du Chunzhi and Yao Zhiwan. Those two women were always dressed in exquisite, gorgeous attire—wouldn't she just become a laughingstock?
She wouldn't even need to face them; the moment she stepped out of the carriage, people would see her, and by tomorrow the entire Capital would be buzzing with the gossip: Lin Zhaoyue was walking around in rags, practically no different from a beggar.
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