Only by becoming someone like Lina could she survive better.
The Burmese girl, Ma Min, had a pained expression on her face as she thought furiously.
The screams outside were getting further and further away. Wu Jinkun, who was here for revenge, glanced coldly at the woman who was pretending not to be guilty at all. He said to the person beside him sarcastically, "Bring a few people to guard outside. They broke a fruit platter this time. I'm worried that they'll fall on their guns the next time. I have to ask who ordered them to smash things in front of me."
Lina's cheek muscles twitched. What did he mean?
In the past, when he came to the village, he would always smile at her. Why was there something wrong today?
Could it be that… he had discovered something?
Lina's heart sank. She smiled and said in a sweet voice, "Brother Kun, I've embarrassed myself. We've worked together for many years. Don't you know me? Don't worry, Brother Kun. There won't be a next time."
