During dinner, I didn't see Lin Zefeng at all, nor did I know whether he had left or was sulking in his room, refusing to come out.
I wanted to ask, but couldn't bring myself to, fearing that Mr. Lin and Lin Zexiu, the old and the young, would take the opportunity to interrogate me. I felt as if I was in enemy territory, even though they were all gentle, kind, and considerate, each one smiling more beautifully than the last. But when a foolish woman faces the Lin father and son, it's best to be cautious; otherwise, you might get sold and still help them count the money.
And all of them, they definitely wanted to sell me to Lin Zefeng and were sure to manipulate me. Although I was quite willing deep down, I understood that if it came too easily, Lin Zefeng wouldn't cherish it, especially since I was still unsure whether he loved me or not.
