To the astonishment and disbelief of the crowd, An Ning pushed open the main gate and went inside, carrying steamed buns and soy milk.
As she closed the gate, she even smiled at the people outside and said, "We'll start the hiring interviews as soon as we finish our buns."
With a CLANG, the gate shut.
"It's over, it's over, I'm done for!"
The girl who had just tried to stop An Ning was on the verge of tears. She looked fearfully at the girl behind her.
"Xiao Min, what do I do? Did I just offend her?"
The girl called Xiao Min looked troubled and said with a somewhat unnatural expression, "Xing'er, maybe you should just go home."
"What? Go home?"
At the mention of going home, Shan Xing'er's brow immediately furrowed. The fear and worry on her face vanished, replaced by a surge of resilience.
"No! I'm not going back. If I go back, they'll arrange a marriage for me. I still have three days before the deadline my mom set. I still have a chance."
