With her eyes open, she was faced with a mud-brick house and a strong, rough man. Xia Lan was bewildered.
She discovered she had actually returned to the 1970s, becoming an orphan who had jus...
"What's going on here? This isn't your house, why are you making me open the door? Are you trying to get me into trouble?"
The master grabbed the man and questioned him.
"No, this really is my house. How did you get a key to my house?"
The man tried to argue back, pointing at Lu Wu as if to say that it was his key.
"Look at my keys, and say it again?"
Lu Wu held up his key, which had a strip of cloth with his name written on it.
"See that? That's my name, Lu Wu!"
"You're saying this key is yours? Are you really just lying without thinking?"
Lu Wu's words put the man in a difficult situation, and the master caught him.
"Come on, let's go to the police station!"
"This is not over."
The master was also ruthless; he grabbed the man and threatened to take him to the police station.
Xia Lan chuckled softly.
They called out to the two actors who were putting on a show.
"No! I want to sue him for lying to me too. We'll go with you to the police station."
Xia Lan's lips curled into a smile, and the two people who were walking out instantly froze.
"I admit my mistake, I admit my mistake. This house is not mine. I just... made a mistake for a moment."
"Please, let me go! I have elderly parents to care for and young children to raise..."
"I promise I'll never do it again, please let me go!"
The man suddenly knelt on the ground and apologized to Xia Lan, and as he spoke, he even started urinating.
It seemed as if she really knew she was wrong, but Xia Lan had seen too many of these fake tricks.
"Stop acting, you've already been exposed."
Xia Lan smiled at the man.
"What kind of locksmith are you? Just because you're wearing a vest doesn't mean you can be a locksmith! A locksmith needs a certificate. Show me your certificate!"