Lin Aijia shook her head with a strained expression, "I'm not doing it anymore!"
"Then why aren't you working there anymore? Did you make some mistake and get fired by the company?" Lin Fang asked curiously.
The processing factory where Lin Xia used to work was actually doing quite well. Back then, when her family heard about the job opening, they also wanted to get her in, but her mother didn't want to shell out the money, and her aunt didn't want to front the cash either, so in the end, Lin Xia picked up the opportunity.
Because of this, she had always held a grudge against her aunt, so she rarely got close to her over the past years.
"No! She just didn't want to do it anymore!" Lin Aijia sighed, feeling at a loss for words to describe her feelings about the child, Lin Xia.
That day, when her daughter came back with a pale face, she learned that Lin Xia had gotten into a huge fight with her older brother, and they almost came to blows with knives.
