Jiang Xin waited for all the workers to leave, packed up all the fabrics in the shop, turned off the machines, and locked the door before heading home by herself.
She had gotten used to this kind of work, doing it every day.
Walking through the pitch-black alley made her feel a bit scared.
Originally, Jiang Honest was supposed to come pick her up, but she didn't let her father do it.
Jiang Honest had to take care of two children with her mother every day. It was hard enough to coax the kids to sleep, and now he had to pick her up.
Jiang Honest was not young anymore either.
Jiang Xin didn't want her parents to be burdened by her at her age.
Anyway, she was fast; it wouldn't take two minutes to get home.
The rented house was at the end of the alley, just a few steps away, or she would feel scared being alone.
After taking a few steps, Jiang Xin suddenly realized another sound.
It was a series of clear footsteps, and the pace was very fast.
