The man led the way with Qin Mei following close behind. The farther they walked, the more she felt that something was wrong. 'The machinery factory is a good distance from here, but he's on foot? He's not even riding a bicycle. Even if he didn't own one, the factory would have arranged for one so he could come to the Jie Family's house to deliver the message.'
'And what about my father-in-law? He's the director of the machinery factory.'
As she followed the man into an alley, Qin Mei's heart sank. She'd been tricked.
Qin Mei stopped walking. The man stopped too, turning to face her. "What's wrong?" he asked.
'What's wrong? How dare he ask me what's wrong?'
Not wanting to tip her hand, Qin Mei bent down and rubbed her knee. "My legs feel like jelly. I can't go on."
