Yang Xueqing was getting dressed while saying, "You're too nice to Zhao Chunlian, tell me honestly, did something happen between you two?"
"Nothing..."
"Do you think I would believe you?" Yang Xueqing scoffed coldly.
Fortunately, Yang Xueqing didn't keep questioning, otherwise Lin Tian would have definitely not been able to withstand it.
After placating Yang Xueqing, Lin Tian left the processing factory and quickly walked towards Zhao Chunlian's home.
Just as he arrived at the entrance of Zhao Chunlian's home, Lin Tian saw that many villagers had gathered at the doorstep, and there were also many people in the courtyard.
Zhao Chunlian's sobs continually came from the yard, her voice filled with intense grievance.
Lin Tian squeezed through the crowd to see, and immediately, a surge of anger rose within him.
"We don't have money, you should go ask Li Dashuan for the money, don't come to us..."
Zhao Chunlian kept wiping away tears, sobbing heavily.
