"Well... I promise I won't say anything about what just happened."
Looking at the female Cleaner whose expression was uncertain, shifting between extreme embarrassment and relief, appearing both happy and sad, Miss Zhuangpo couldn't help but softly suggest:
"Miss, I really didn't mean to eavesdrop, and I didn't hear much. I just happened to stumble upon it... How about... How about I compensate you a little money?"
"No... that's not necessary..."
Upon hearing Miss Zhuangpo's suggestion, the female Cleaner, snapping back to reality, shook her head, then reached out to grasp the hem of her skirt, staring at her nervously and asked:
"You really didn't hear anything?"
"No, no!"
Miss Zhuangpo hurriedly waved her hand and said:
"I only heard you and an elderly person talking about the port and the pass, because I was afraid you'd notice me, I blocked my ears, and didn't hear anything after that!"
"Alright then..."
