Do You Have Any Manners

Yin Zhen was going crazy.

“Mr. Lin has informed my dad that he doesn’t need to bother with your request for help.” Yin Zhen blocked the door. Her delicate face was pale and her eyes were filled with annoyance.

“Oh, he told your dad, but he didn’t tell you. Do me a favor and let me stay for a night.” Lin Gantang looked at her.

Yin Zhen felt that it was too much. Was she clinging onto her?

“There are many hotels outside. Get lost!”

“I don’t have an ID card.”

Yin Zhen glared at her. “Don’t lie to me. If you don’t have it, won’t you go back and get it?”

“I don’t have money to take a ride.”

“Your surname is ‘rogue’, right?” Yin Zhen took out her phone and angrily opened her contact list. She pressed the call button.

The call should have connected.

“I won’t hold it against you this time, considering the friendship between the Yin and Lin families,” Yin Zhen said fiercely. “Mr. Lin, please do it immediately! Right now! Send Lin Gantang’s ID card over! Or take her away!”

Lin Gantang guessed that the person on the other end of the phone should be Lin Zhaonan.

Lin Zhaonan was the eldest son of the family, and Lin Gantang was really useless. Mr. Lin was prepared to hand over the company that he had started in the early years to Lin Zhaonan.

Lin Zhaonan had already started working in the company a few years back, and now he was doing well. Her father thought highly of him.

And Yin Zhen was the apple of the Yin family’s eye, the only heir.

It was very normal for the two of them to have each other’s contact information.

Lin Gantang took advantage of the time when Yin Zhen was irately calling out to Lin Zhaonan to push her luggage through the door.

“Don’t you have any manners!” Yin Zhen hung up the phone and turned around to see her changing her shoes. She was livid.

“It’s been twenty-three years. My mum said that we knew how to fight the day we learned how to turn over; what manners are there to speak of with you?” Lin Gantang picked up a cup in the living room and poured herself a glass of water.

After drinking the water, Yin Zhen watched as she skillfully walked to the bathroom to wash her face. She then opened the cabinet and took out a disposable face towel to wipe her face.

Yin Zhen suddenly thought of something that she had neglected, and her back broke out in a layer of sweat. “Lin Gantang, how do you know my building and unit number?”

She even knew where to place her face towel!

“You brought me here before,” Lin Gantang said, after wiping her face.

“Impossible!” Yin Zhen was very clear that she definitely didn’t.

“Then that should be a dream.” Lin Gantang sat back on the sofa.

Yin Zhen recalled the various abnormal things that Lin Gantang had done that day.

Could it be that she had been stimulated by something and her brain had gone haywire?

“Nowhere to go; I suggest somewhere you can go,” Yin Zhen said. “Go to the hospital and have your head checked. If you’re lucky, you can stay in hospital.”

Lin Gantang’s limpid eyes lit up when she saw the mangosteens on the coffee table. She picked one up and said, “I don’t have money to look at these; can you lend me some?”

Yin Zhen rolled her eyes.

She had lost her appetite for going out to eat now. She just wanted to get rid of this evil force as soon as possible.

For the first time, Yin Zhen felt that Lin Zhaonan’s work efficiency wasn’t up to the mark.

Neither of the two people sitting on the sofa uttered a word.

She watched as Lin Gantang slowly peeled the mangosteens and put them into her mouth one by one, cleanly finishing them.

She even got up and found the fridge with great accuracy, and took out another eight or nine.

“I don’t think we’re close enough for me to treat you to fruits.” Yin Zhen crossed her arms in front of her chest. “It’s imported mangosteens and more expensive. Cash or bank transfer?”

Lin Gantang pinched open another one and said, “Let the person who comes over later give it to you.”

Finally, there was a knock on the door. Yin Zhen opened the door – it was Butler Lu.

“I apologize for troubling Miss Yin. Miss, this is your identification card.” Butler Lu took it from his pocket.

“Thank you.” Lin Gantang didn’t take it. Butler Lu thought for a while and nodded at Yin Zhen before entering and placing the ID card on the coffee table in front of Lin Gantang.

“You can scram now,” Yin Zhen said in an unpleasant tone, pulling a long face.

“Wait, there are two more.”

Yin Zhen was dumbfounded.

The man only stood when he saw her finish all the mangosteens.

When he reached the door, he did not forget to turn around and say to her, “It tastes better when it’s refrigerated. You can keep it in the fridge the next time.”

D*mn!

Yin Zhen slammed the door shut!