The summit of the elf throne

The next day. morning.

In a single rental house, Ling Lin got up and looked at herself in the mirror, dazed. The battle between her and Tarragon yesterday ended in failure, and she had to hand over all her money to Tarragon.

Now she was penniless and desperate. Ling Lin touched the scar on the corner of her mouth, then sighed, her eyes a little blank.

Although it is a bit hard to accept, she has long been accustomed to this kind of life. After all, Tarragon has robbed her of her salary more than once or twice.

It's just that the hatred for tarragon in her heart is getting deeper and deeper. Without tarragon, she will definitely live a better life.

"Dong dong" the knock on the door rang, startling Ling Lin who was in a daze.

"Come in." After being stunned for a moment, Ling Lin hurriedly put on her clothes and said, then opened the door.

Standing outside the house was a middle-aged Mediterranean man. His bald head looked a little wretched. He looked at the beautiful Ling Lin with a wretched smile on his face and said with a smile: "Ling Lin, look. Is it time to pay this month’s rent? It’s already the 1st.”

"I know. I'll give it to you in two days. I remember there are still two days before the rent is due."

"Hey, okay, okay, I'm just here to remind you. If you don't have money, you can still tell me that you owe it first."

"No, I'll give it to you." Ling Lin glanced at the bald man in front of her and said.

"Don't be so outspoken, Linglin, you are a good girl. If you need anything, you can ask my uncle for help."

"Thank you, you really don't have to. Please close the door."

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