A small path, just a few hundred meters long, yet for Lin Xiaoxiao, it felt as if she had undergone a rebirth. No sooner had she emerged than her face lit up with relief, vowing never to enter the Haunted House again. Li Chen, on the other hand, felt quite regretful—it was a pity the owner of the Haunted House hadn't made it bigger.
"Xiaoxiao, you acted so believably, clinging tightly to your brother-in-law just now. Come clean, do you have some designs on him?" Suddenly, Chen Lin started stirring up trouble.
"Me? For him? Stinky Lin Lin, why don't you drop dead..." Lin Xiaoxiao became furious and started scuffling with her.
"..." Li Chen was speechless.
After exchanging a glance with Chen Lin, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he suddenly felt guilty, as if he was caught red-handed!
