Lin Ya picked up the scissors from the pen holder and took out one of the wool coats from Xu Lin's wardrobe. She then snipped off part of the sleeve.
Xu Lin couldn't stop it in time, her entire body trembled angrily, her face blushing, "Lin Ya, what do you think you're doing?"
This was her favorite coat, identical to Ming Jing's. It had taken her a month of scrimping to buy. Now, she had to watch as a hole was cut into her beloved coat right before her eyes.
Xu Lin's eyes turned red, she had murderous intentions towards Lin Ya.
Lin Ya spoke lightly: "Sorry, didn't mean to. It's just a coat, isn't it? Don't look so heartbroken. Your family runs a business, right? A coat won't break your bank."
Grinding her teeth in anger, Xu Lin retorted: "Lin Ya, you think you're invincible now that you're clinging to the Zhu family?"
