She stepped into the house and set her bundle on the floor, her tone sincere.
"From now on, I'll work hard to repay your kindness."
Song Qingya cut her off directly.
"That won't be necessary."
"It's not convenient for you to live here. I've already made arrangements for you to work at the hospital."
Yang Meiling's face fell, the smile she had been forcing completely collapsing.
"The hospital's logistics department is short-staffed. You'll be a perfect fit there."
Song Qingya continued.
"You'll clock in and out on time every day, and your room and board will be in the dormitory."
Yang Meiling was so angry she couldn't speak.
'Send me to the hospital?'
'How am I supposed to get close to the Fei Family then?'
'How can I dig up information?'
'How can I worm my way into this family step by step?'
She was grinding her teeth in hatred.
But she still had to force a smile and pretend to be grateful.
