"What are you doing here?" asked Riki, staring at Sandra with obvious displeasure. Even so, Sandra just chuckled softly.
"Oh my goodness, Riki...Why are you looking at me like that? I'm just—"
"If you need to be reminded again, I still hold your secret. And you also need to know that I don't like my life being disturbed by you," said Riki.
Sandra swallowed hard, feeling nervous at that moment. However, she still dared to smile at Riki.
"Come on, Riki, I'm just here to share some food. I remember you really like shrimp, right? My friend's husband caught a lot of big shrimp, and when they gave some to me, I immediately thought of you, Riki... I think of you as my own child," said Sandra.
Riki grinned, "Like your own child, huh? that's very funny. You can put the shrimp there, and then go home."
