"What are you looking at them for?" the man who was walking in front of Fang Qing asked with an annoyed voice. He twisted his head and pointedly said to her, "Come with me. Do you not want the supplies?"
Those words snapped Fang Qing out of her daze and she looked up at the man who was staring at her impatiently. Even though she wished to snap back at the man, Fang Qing knew that this was not the time. She could only lower her head and follow the man like a bullied wife.
The man brought her to the very back of the apartment building. This area was away from the main apartment where the residents lived. It was only when the man brought her to a small shack that Fang Qing realized that the man didn't live in the luxurious penthouses upstairs but in the small shack.
Her expression shifted ever so slightly, but she ducked her head and hid it before the man could notice anything.
"Come in," the man said to Fang Qing as he tipped his head at the small shack.
