She seemed to understand something, and without thinking much, she threw her phone away.
Clang!
The phone flew out and fell from the second floor to the first floor.
Faga was startled and turned his head sharply to look.
But the phone had vanished without a trace; only a crisp sound echoed in Fagga's mind.
At that height, the back cover of the phone probably flew off, right?
However, Lina showed no regret whatsoever. She reached out and grabbed Fagga's face, forcefully turning Fagga's head back.
Fagar struggled slightly, but Corina held his head firmly in her grasp, staring intently into Fagar's eyes.
Lina clapped her hands together, and Faga's trembling pupils could no longer escape. Looking back into Lina's watery eyes, he heard her say, word by word:
“Listen, this is the best resume, and you are the best kid. Don’t worry about those things.”
"Lina is absolutely right. A gentleman need not concern himself with the opinions of others."
Lycaon also came over, its tail wagging.
Lina released her grip, and Fagar looked over. Lycan's face still showed some embarrassment, but more than that, it showed confidence in himself.
After a moment's thought, Lycaen said, "My opinion is similar to Lina's. You have already provided a sufficiently honest resume. Any hesitation from Victoria Housekeeping would seem unprofessional."
As he spoke, Lycaen extended his palm, his fierce werewolf appearance masking a gentle smile: "Welcome to Victoria Housekeeping, Fagar."
Fagga reached out his hand, but hesitated in mid-air.
He looked up.
Lykan's smile remained unchanged, his eyelids slightly lowered as if to encourage, and his outstretched hand still hovered in mid-air.
Like family, they are always there waiting.
He's very reliable!
As Fagga thought this, he took a deep breath and looked around, taking in everything in the environment.
Shark-like people, wolf-like people, and humans who look like ghosts.
Fagar exhaled again, his eyes becoming much clearer, his guard lowered considerably, and he reached out his hand in mid-air to shake hands with Lycan.
No one discriminates against vampires here!
"It would be an honor, Mr. Lykan."
Fagga smiled, his dark eyes shining like stars against his fair skin.
Lina clapped her hands, then patted Eileen on the shoulder and borrowed Eileen's phone to take a picture, the striking white light capturing the moment.
Eileen didn't disagree. She rested her chin on her hand and watched quietly. As if she had thought of something, she smiled and her eyes crinkled with laughter.
At that moment, the reporter's shouting and cursing suddenly came from the television.
[Holy shit! I'm a reporter for this station, and I can't take this anymore! These wicked bastards should be executed!]
[As soon as their trail is discovered, we should immediately... that's right! Kill them outright!]
Click!
Eileen found the remote and turned off the TV.
Lina shrugged and said helplessly, "Today's television is really spoiling the mood."
But soon, Lina composed herself, pulled Ellen up from the sofa, and shoved Fagga's back.
"Alright, let's forget about that annoying TV. Ellen, you take our new member to his room and get him some new clothes."
Ellen was pushed aside and squeezed next to Fagga. She turned back in surprise and said, "Why me? It shouldn't be Lai..."
"You brought these people with you!"
Lina smiled with narrowed eyes, her words carrying an air of unquestionable authority.
Ellen had no choice but to compromise, saying helplessly, "Fine, I'll go."
"very good!"
Lina clapped her hands and floated towards the kitchen, her voice drifting back from afar: "Well then, to celebrate the arrival of our new member, I'll prepare dinner."
Lycahn's eyelids twitched upon hearing this, and he quickly followed, saying, "Lina, it's better if I do it tonight."
Eileen, always eager for drama, leaned against the railing and shouted, "Let Lina cook! Both Fagga and I want it!"
At the same time, Ellen flapped her tail and patted Fagga's back, urging, "Fagga, hurry up! Lina's cooking is delicious!"
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