Chapter 298: Undermining

Linda Linda walked toward the apartment in her red-bottomed high heels, her long legs clad in black stockings, while discussing with Sun Jack whether this counted as overtime work.

But Sun Jack's attention was elsewhere; he asked Linda Linda, "Why do you have this kind of movie at home?"

"Because I'm a prostitute," she said.

"...." Sun Jack was at a loss for words in the face of Linda Linda's forthright declaration. "Okay, then let me ask a different question. What is this movie about anyway?"

"Who cares about the plot in these movies? I wouldn't have bothered saving it to my memory if a client hadn't been particularly fond of it—liking to watch it while doing the deed," Linda Linda said contemptuously to Sun Jack.

"You can't possibly have skipped through everything, can you? You must remember some parts of the story at least?"

The whole apartment building lost power, and with everything going dark, Linda Linda turned on the light.