Lin Nianhe wasn't wrong, the large package from Head Flower had indeed already been delivered to the Lin Family, but Mr. Lin had been busy with work at the office for the past few days and had not gone home, and Aunt Lin had recently been out on work for women's affairs, traveling to Shanghai.
Now, Mr. Lin finally caught a break from work, and the first thing he did upon returning home was to open the package.
Mr. Lin unwrapped eight layers of oil paper, and couldn't help saying to Mr. Su, who was also without his wife at home to cook for him, "Look, how thoughtful my girl is. It's been raining a lot in Beijing recently. If she hadn't wrapped it so tightly, it definitely would've gotten wet."
Mr. Su lifted his eyelids slightly: "Ah, right, right, good daughter. When Hehe comes back, I'm gonna coax her away to become my daughter."
Mr. Lin stopped unwrapping the package.
He looked at Mr. Su, and suddenly a handgun fell out from his waist accidentally.
Mr. Su: "..."
