"Xiao Yan!"
Upon seeing Li Zhiyan, He Tingting walked in excitedly, but as she recalled the cardboard on her back,
a sense of inferiority welled up in her heart.
"Aunt Ting, it's so hot, why are you wrapped up so tightly? Aren't you afraid of the heat?"
"I've gotten used to it, I've lived like this for so many years."
"Don't worry, Zhao Liang—that scumbag—has already been arrested. You can take off the veil now."
He Tingting pondered for a moment and then removed the veil, placing it into her pocket. When her sweet and fair face appeared before Li Zhiyan's gaze,
his heart skipped a beat.
Aunt Zhao had said her elder sister-in-law was beautiful, and indeed she was. However, Aunt Ting's life had truly been tragic.
"Aunt Ting, let's have a meal together."
"Alright, Aunt will treat you to lunch."
He Tingting thought lunch would cost no more than thirty yuan for the two of them, but after Li Zhiyan took her to a fancy restaurant and ordered a private room,
