"I don't know if it's true or not," Lin Jin said softly, nestled cozily in his arms. "But knowing Zhu Yun's character, she probably skims a little off the top of everything that passes through her hands, right?"
"We know what kind of person she is from how many times she's fleeced us. Xianbing, with all that food in the cafeteria every day, do you really think she wouldn't be tempted?"
"Sigh, what she does isn't that important. How much can one person's greed really amount to? I'm just worried that an appetite, once whetted, will only grow."
"If she dares to sneak a spring onion home today, she'll dare to haul a whole pig home tomorrow."
"And on top of that, we set her up with a house outside the factory. What if she gets ideas, hides a few things, and sells them on the black market? Food is priceless right now. The money would come rolling in, wouldn't it?"
"Someone saw her, big belly and all, still running to the factory warehouse every single week without fail..."
