She entered the gate with indiff erence, and the God of Wealth welcomed her back with a grin. Being unaware of her step, she was aware of the walls that began to twitter.
The boys ran fast, shouting, “Police! Bad police!”
Mei quickly went upstairs for a change of clothes. When she flung her underwear and bras into a pedal bin outside her bedroom, a solid shadow emerged with sturdy barefoot steps. It was her mother-in-law, who frantically rushed to ask Mei. “Why police? What happened? Mei, what is going on?”