Mo Sanniang came back to her senses, a bitter smile on her face, "I didn't expect he had been through such an ordeal."
Patting Lin Yuan's hand, Mo Sanniang smiled resignedly, "Don't worry, I'll vent this anger for you! With such a great opportunity at hand, if he doesn't seize it, then he's truly lost his mind!"
Without waiting for Lin Yuan to respond, Mo Sanniang picked up the cotton robe she just finished, bundled it up in a trice, and left the house, "Watch the shop for me, and wait for the good news!"
It was not until Mo Sanniang's figure had vanished at the doorway that Lin Yuan, with eyes wide and stammering, said, "I, I didn't break up this pair of mandarin ducks, did I? Oh no, that scared me to death!"
Lin Yuan thought Mo Sanniang would take a good while to return, yet before she could finish a cup of tea, she saw her twisting her slender waist and returning triumphantly in the distance.
Lin Yuan's sip of tea got stuck in her throat, "So, so soon? Did it work out?"
