"Han Xianglan, why hasn't she come yet? Could she be playing games with me on purpose?"
"It shouldn't be like this, up on the mountain, Han Xianglan looked so desperate, it seemed like she would have devoured me right there. Maybe she fell asleep?"
Lin Tian had been waiting at the small bridge west of Li Dahai's house for about half an hour and still hadn't seen Han Xianglan's figure, which made him somewhat anxious.
But what he cared about was not Han Xianglan, but the ten thousand yuan she had promised.
After thinking for a while, Lin Tian decided to go and check at Li Dahai's house.
Arriving at the door of Li Dahai's house and looking at the only villa in the village, Lin Tian inwardly cursed.
Over the years, Li Dahai had thrown his weight around in the village. This villa, no one knows how many villagers he exploited to build it.
