Under the blazing sun, the construction site was bustling with activity.
The workers in yellow hard hats carried steel bars and bags of cement back and forth, and the air was thick with a dusty haze.
Even through a mask, the smell of dirt was unmistakable.
Rong Xuelan grabbed the foreman, who was wearing pointed leather shoes, and said, "The wages haven't been paid for four months. How much longer are we supposed to wait?"
Rong Xuelan had been waiting in the kitchen since morning, hoping to catch the foreman, who only made a brief appearance at the site.
The foreman's arms were thick and tanned, a stark contrast to Rong Xuelang's slender, pale wrists.
He yanked his hand hard, trying to shake it free, but her grip was firm.
The foreman's expression turned dark.
He spat a mouthful of crimson betel nut juice onto the ground, revealing his blackened teeth.
"What, you're putting your hands on me now?" he growled.
Rong Xuelan's gaze didn't waver as she kept her grip steady. Her voice was calm. "This isn't about putting hands on anyone. I'm just asking for an explanation."
"No money!" The foreman's eyes bulged as he retorted. "Ever Group hasn't paid me for the project, so where am I supposed to get the money to pay you? You all keep pestering me every day—what do you want me to do?!"
"If Ever Group hasn't paid you," Rong Xuelan said, pointing toward the construction site gate, "then how did you afford to upgrade to that BMW?"
Parked at the gate was a pristine white BMW X1.
The foreman used both hands to pry Rong Xuelan's fingers off his arm, his face red with anger. "Damn it, how I spend my money is none of your business! If you don't want to keep working here with your kid, just say so! If you want to leave, go ahead and leave!"
After a string of curses, he stomped away, and glancing back to confirm if Rong Xuelan was still following him. Chewing his betel nut again, he muttered under his breath, "Ungrateful fool..."
In his mind, if he hadn't been kind enough to take her in, where could Rong Xuelan have gone to work with her child?
Truly an ungrateful b*tch.
Rong Xuelan heard his muttered insult and stood rooted to the spot for a long time before turning back.
A dog will always eat dirt.
She had been too softhearted and thinking he deserved another chance.
As she walked back, a figure suddenly appeared from the side.
It was Jiang Nan, one of her coworkers.
Jiang Nan's dark face was set with furrowed brows. "Rong Xuelan, how did it go? Did he pay up?"
Rong Xuelan shook her head.
Jiang Nan who is enraged slammed the iron shovel he was holding onto the ground. "That bastard! Holding back all of our wages is bad enough, but holding back yours when Dou Dou still needs milk? How could he do this?"