"Sister Qi, Sister Qi…"
The moment Ming Shu entered her pub, a group of people gathered around her.
Ming Shu gripped the apples she just bought tightly. She was on her guard. "What do you all want?"
"Sister Qi, look at this."
They pushed Ming Shu forward. The main hall was lit up brightly. Ming Shu saw the box placed on the table.
There was a dead rat in the box. It looked as though it had been flattened by a car.
Ming Shu: "…"
No one dared to look at it. Some timid girls who were more afraid stood right at the end.
"Where did it come from?"
"When I opened the place today, it was placed at the door. There was a delivery receipt placed on it. The receiver was our bar so I took it in," Manager Cai said. "I didn't expect it to be something so disgusting."
"What else is there?"
"Nothing…"
