Lin Xiang was numb.
In her past life, she hadn't been pressured into marriage, but this time she had a thorough experience of it.
Lin Xiang smiled at Mrs. Lin, who kept on talking nonstop.
Mrs. Lin spoke until her mouth was dry, then stopped for a sip of water. Seeing Lin Xiang smiling in agreement at her, she proudly said, "Don't you think my analysis makes a lot of sense?"
"Yes, it makes a lot of sense."
Mrs. Lin beamed, "So have you decided to go work as a female worker?"
Lin Xiang, still smiling, said, "I've decided to go to school; I can't bear the hardship of working every day."
But she could endure the hardship of studying.
Seeing that her words achieved nothing, Mrs. Lin pursed her lips, completely ignoring Lin Xiang, and even took her big white bun, dipped it in the potato and meat sauce, and ate it with relish.
Lin Xiang didn't mind the bun, told Mrs. Lin, and went to the team leader's house.
