The whole store looks quite clean.

Song Tingwan looked at the wall clock.

It’s almost six o’clock. How time flies?

"Auntie, how's the cleaning going?"

The aunt just noticed her coming down and wiped the sweat off her face. "Almost done. Little sister, I'm afraid this stool is in bad shape. I saw it and it's hard to repair. The glue won't stick to it."

"And this one." Auntie pointed to the table that had been set up properly. "Little sister, this is a folding table, right? It must have been broken. There are several cracks on the top, and it's not very easy to fold. Be careful not to pinch your hand when you use it."

Song Tingwan felt the aunt's warmth and nodded with a smile, "Okay, Aunt. It's already six o'clock. You haven't eaten yet, right? Take a rest. I think this place is almost clean now."

"You came around four o'clock, didn't you? I'll give you two hours."

"Hey, little sister, I'm not hungry!" Auntie smiled and started cleaning the shelves again. "If you pay me, I will definitely do enough work to earn that much. Don't worry, little sister, there's only this shelf left, I'll finish it soon!"

Song Tingwan didn't say anything else. She walked closer to the table and saw the cracks that her aunt had mentioned.

The gap in the middle of the table can't be closed, and the middle part is obviously much higher than the sides. The tabletop is slanted...

Obviously it can no longer be used.

Song Tingwan took a photo of the table, removed Sun Xinyuan from the blacklist, sent two messages, and added her back to the blacklist.

At this time, Sun Xinyuan was constantly calling the three people.

She has not returned to Xiong City yet and found a hotel in Sifang to rest.

She has to contact those people quickly!

But after almost two hours of calling, the call still didn't go through, and there was no reply to the text messages. Sun Xinyuan was so angry that she kicked the table leg.

Just then, Song Tingwan sent a WeChat message...

Sun Xinyuan's heart skipped a beat.

Didn’t Song Tingwan block her?