Murder, framing, slander, acting...
Every single matter was done purposefully by her.
"Yin Zheng." She suddenly called out Yin Zheng's name.
"What's the matter, Miss?"
Lu Tong turned around, walked over to Yin Zheng, and whispered a few sentences into her ear.
Yin Zheng was visibly shocked, looking at her in surprise.
Lu Tong nodded slightly. Yin Zheng bit her lip, glanced at the small kitchen, and ultimately didn't say anything before she turned around and left.
After Yin Zheng had left, Lu Tong stood in the same spot for a moment, then took a lamp and walked into the small kitchen.
There was no one in the small kitchen, bamboo trays stacked with dried herbs covered the countertop and the floor. Upon entering, the dense scent of herbs was overwhelming.
After Xia Rongrong had departed, the previously occupied empty room could now be cleared out to store more herbs. In a few days, the kitchen would be more spacious.