Lin Tang thought of her parents in the village who were probably still shelling grains by hand, and felt a pang of heartache.
"I'll go after work this afternoon. Are you available?" Yinyin asked.
She had no choice but to leave since the machine was ready.
Gu Yingzhou pinched Lin Tang's nape and spoke with a laugh, "I thought you would say 'right now.'
What met his statement was the accusing gaze of the young girl.
"In your eyes, am I someone who doesn't distinguish between work and personal matters?"
It's working hours, who does he think he is looking down on.
Gu Yingzhou cleared his throat, "My mistake, I was actually planning to take the threshing machine back during the lunch break."
"So you planned to send it this afternoon, in that case, forget it."
Lin Tang choked.
So scheming, way too scheming.
Can't you just say it straight?
