Yu Bingliang looked at her and sighed, "Rongrong, let's just drop it, we can't afford to offend the Han Family." It was a lie if he said he wasn't still interested, but the Han Family was truly a behemoth he dared not provoke easily.
"Okay, Uncle Yu." Although Lu Rong verbally responded this way, her mind was certainly not on the same page. With her head bowed, she hid the determination in her eyes.
Time moved on to Friday, and Lin Xiaoguai packed her things and headed home. Even though Shen Chi had said over the phone that there was nothing amiss at home, she still felt uneasy.
As soon as she stepped through the front door, she saw Little Niangao chasing a small chicken around the yard. Lin Xiaoguai was stunned for a moment, rubbing her eyes subconsciously before looking again.
Was that really a chicken!?
"Mommy!" Little Niangao had seen her by this point, no longer chasing the chicken, and flung himself into her arms.
