Whose Fiancée?

"Go have fun. No matter what happens in the end, don't come over!"

Shen Xin gave her instructions.

The Haijing Academy of Fine Arts student was wearing a white cotton maxi dress today, partly covering her white sneakers, and a denim sweatshirt. She wore no makeup and had her hair tied in a high ponytail.

She carried a bag with her portfolio in her right hand, slung over her shoulder.

"I'm off!"

Shen Xin hadn't wanted to come, but she couldn't refuse.

Sigh!

I just want to paint in peace. Why is that so hard?

"Big Sis?"

Little Cutie looked at Agent Kim.

"Let's go back!"

Agent Kim patted Little Cutie's head, then hurried after Shen Xin.

"Big Sis!"

Little Cutie chased after them for a few steps, but the Female Office Worker immediately turned around and glared at her. Frightened, she stopped in her tracks.

Waaah!

Big Sis!

Little Cutie raised her arm to wipe away her tears, but they just wouldn't stop.

Agent Kim's face was grim. She didn't say a word.

She had made a special effort to dress up today because this might be the last day of her life.

She wore a pale blue women's suit with a white pencil skirt, black stockings, and red high heels. Her bag was Chanel, and everything she owned was inside it.

Men passing by couldn't help sneaking glances at the stylish, polished Female Office Worker. Unfortunately, she wore an enormous bucket hat, so they couldn't see her face.

Some noticed the bandage wrapped around her exposed chin and wondered if she'd been disfigured.

"What a pity!"

"What's a pity? With a figure like that, I wouldn't mind even if she were ugly!"

"She could just wear a mask!"

A few young men watched the Female Office Worker walk