"I know, I know."
When Timo pushed the door open, he pitched his voice low and waved his hand at Lin Sanjiu. "I promised the landlord to keep him in the loop by letting him observe you from the sidelines. I know this isn't right, but I hope you can understand that I have my own reasons."
"And what kind of reason is that?" Lin Sanjiu countered with a question before stepping into the bar.
"Well, he paid me some money."
With those words, Timo took a few quick steps and walked into the dimly-lit bar. Raising her head, Lin Sanjiu realized that the waiter was looking at them. Pushing her anger back to the pits of her stomach, she put on an indifferent mask and sat next to Timo at the counter.
