Lin Hai was lying on the sofa, comfortably enjoying Hua's massage.
"Little Hua, your technique is not bad, come, make uncle happy with a massage at the same time."
"Massage?"
Hua was on the verge of tears.
A big celebrity like herself, actually giving a massage to an old man?
"Massage can activate blood circulation and relieve muscles; it has great influence on the major nerves in the body, do you understand? I'm thinking of your best interest. Once you master this skill, even if you're out of a job, you'll have a valuable skill."
"A valuable skill? You mean becoming a foot masseuse after becoming unemployed?" Hua's tears began to drop, feeling utterly bullied.
"Just squeak when it's time," Lin Hai said with half-closed eyes.
"Squeak—"
Hua weakly and obediently let out a real "squeak."
Just then, Ouyang Xiaoya stormed in furiously.
"Beast Lin, I' m going to kill you today," Ouyang Xiaoya was fuming with anger.
