"You damn girl, you've learned to threaten people now, have you?" Zhou Lanfang cursed with hands on her hips, "Doing a bit of work and earning that little money, you think you're something special now, huh?"
Though she said that, she didn't lift the quilt again.
It was good that she hadn't been fired, four yuan wasn't much, but it was enough for several pounds of meat a month.
If she didn't let the little bastard work, the bastard would have more time to study, and that wouldn't do.
The little bastard not eating dinner was just fine for her, she could stir-fry that half piece of cured meat.
Zhou Lanfang huffed and walked out with her hips swaying, but Zhou Siyu kept staring at Shen Mianmian without moving. Her sharp eyes caught a strangulation mark on Shen Mianmian's neck.
She was certain, these marks hadn't been there last night.
Shen Mianmian had been missing all morning, her voice was hoarse, and now she was injured, all these thoughts suddenly excited her.
