The little guy is really tough; from the beginning of being captured, he struggled and resisted, and now he doesn't utter a word. From start to finish, he hasn't shed a single tear, and now knowing that resistance is futile, he doesn't make unnecessary struggles.
Instead, his sapphire-like eyes vigilantly watch the surroundings, ready to find an opportunity to escape at any time.
"I don't have an aunt," Lin En said coldly.
"Lisa Lin spilled everything, otherwise how did she get so many loans from me?" Daives grasped Lin En's neck, and with a bit of force, the little guy could have his neck twisted anytime.
"Benny, you tell me, is there or not."
Before Daives finished speaking, a man with a somewhat sleazy appearance stepped out from the crowd.
Lin En looked at him, and his eyes burst with a hateful glare. He knew this man; he was the guest his mom brought home last time, who recklessly barged into the backyard. At the time, he thought it was a mistake, but it was intentional.
