No matter how others tried to persuade her, Wen Lan's mind was made up.
Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei, unable to change her mind, silently began to help her pack her luggage.
Wang Shumei sewed a small pocket into each of her clothes, inside were five hundred US dollars in cash.
"Don't take it apart when washing clothes; I've tried it, the money can still be used after washing. But be gentle, don't rub it too hard... If you lose your wallet, it doesn't matter, you will have money to go back... If you encounter robbery or kidnapping, just ask them to call home..."
Wang Shumei frowned deeply, instructing her word by word.
"The call home might not get through, memorize the Shen family's number. If you can't get through to home, call the Shen family." Lin Nianhe chimed in, still feeling unsure, "Forget it, let me get a ballpoint pen and write the numbers on the clothes."
Wen Lan: "..."
"Silly girl, don't mess up my nice clothes!"
