Lin Tian laughed, saying that all these things were just the right shape to be used for that purpose.
Zhou Xinlan felt both embarrassed and angry, now certain that Lin Tian was doing it on purpose.
So, she stomped heavily on Lin Tian's foot under the table, causing him to let out a scream of pain.
"Lin Tian, what's wrong with you?" Huang Yingying immediately asked.
"No... nothing, just a cramp in my foot."
Lin Tian waved it off and sneakily looked at Zhou Xinlan.
He saw Zhou Xinlan looking down, her beautiful face flushed bright with a mix of shyness and anger.
Little Aunt was angry.
But even her angry look was very pretty!
Lin Tian secretly chuckled to himself.
Another three days had passed.
The wound on Lin Tian's arm had completely healed, and the bandage was removed.
Since the processing factory had begun operations, twelve days had passed, and they had already produced a thousand bottles of beauty serum.
