Lin Nianhe smiled and said his goodbyes after a few minutes of warm exchanges with each family, his amiable demeanor reminiscent of a little angel bringing warmth.
Inside the courtyard, the families exchanged knowing looks, all seeing the satisfaction in each other's eyes.
Just a young girl, they thought. They could easily handle her; she had no choice but to cajole them!
In the car, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan each put an arm around Lin Nianhe's shoulder, eyebrows furrowed.
"Leaving already?"
"What are you actually planning to do?"
"No worries, really, no worries," Lin Nianhe chuckled and held up three fingers, "Three days, just three days, and I'll take care of this."
"I really don't get it, why are you so set on this place?" Wang Shumei, clearly irritated, glared at her, "The house is close to the school, but it's not like there aren't other options."
Leaning back on the seat, Lin Nianhe's expression turned serious and cold: "That bastard hit me with a liquor bottle."
