Every girl brought here arrived crying and screaming. Most of them were covered in injuries—the marks left from their struggle.
It was the first time Sister Ling had ever seen a girl like Tang Mo, who arrived so clean and then so calmly and composedly got herself settled in.
From the moment Tang Mo entered, Sister Ling's eyes never left her. Naturally, the ID Watch that hadn't been removed from her wrist did not escape Sister Ling's notice either.
Sister Ling wasn't sure of the girl's background, so she spoke with a degree of caution.
In truth, Sister Ling didn't have the same status as the other girls here. She was the one who managed the place.
After all, three women are enough to start a drama. With so many of them here, Brother Hu was uneasy, so he put his own mistress in charge to keep an eye on things.
Tang Mo understood what Sister Ling meant.
She just smiled and gave a vague reply, saying nothing more.
