Feng Yin perfectly showed Lin Yu what the sinister world is, people’s hearts are unpredictable, and a knife is hidden in their smile.
In the fields, Lin Yu, wearing a red turban, sat on the soil regardless of his image, looking ahead with tears in his eyes, with no light in his eyes.
She shook her wrists, flattened her mouth, and wanted to cry.
This is even more tiring than folding roses!
“Boss——Where is the person?”
Lin Yu looked up and searched carefully. Among the group of people working, he found the only one who did not wear a headscarf. He was throwing his arms away. His arms were swinging like hot wheels, and the person who was walking further.
“When did Feng Yin do farm work?”
Lin Yu suddenly looked at Li Sanyi, who was at the same speed as him. Before he could use his pleading eyes, he heard Li Sanyi say, “We have a pure work relationship, we have done our own work by ourselves.”
“Besides – you have only walked three meters away!”
Sanyi was shouted out by Li Sanyi. Lin Yu looked back in confusion, said with a small mouth, and turned back silently.
“Why do I feel like I’ve been here for a long time?”
When Lin Yu worked again, Li Sanyi next to her was farther away than her.
“Brother Li – at least talk to me!”
As it turns out, no one talks with Lin Yu.
Not even a minute, a boy of seven or eight years old passed by Lin Yu, at a speed that was far faster than her.
“It’s faster than me! No, I can’t lose to a little brat!”
Lin Yu, who was inspired by the little brat, fucked for more than ten meters in one go, sat on the ground and gasped.
“Do you want to call an ambulance?”
Feng Yingan is back.
Lin Yu didn’t even have the strength to raise her head, and asked weakly: “Boss, what’s the other end of the ground?”
“There are handsome men everywhere.”
“Really?”
Lin Yu regretted it after asking.
“Although there is no handsome man, there is garlic that a handsome man eats.”
Lin Yu frowned. The scene was not very beautiful. A handsome guy was holding a head of garlic.
“Huh-No.”