The servant quickly clamped his mouth shut.
After Lin Siqing left, Wang Yilin emerged from a corner, watching the scene with a sly smile.
Early the next morning, Lin Yuying came out.
Wang Yilin, sitting at the dining table, said, "This is from your company, right? It was on the table first thing in the morning."
Lin Yuying took it and read. It instructed her to deliver some materials to a hotel.
Lin Yuying looked at the time; she was running late already.
She quickly grabbed a bag and darted out.
Watching her, Wang Yilin scoffed.
What a naive girl, so easily fooled.
She had been so rude to Wang Yilin. If she didn't teach her a lesson now, Wang would not consider herself worthy of her surname!
She picked up the phone.
"That girl has gone. You're in luck, she might even be a virgin."
But as soon as she finished speaking,
She suddenly felt as if someone was watching her from behind.
She turned around and found Lin Siqing's palm striking her face.
