A serial killer targeting women has appeared in the city.

The female owners of the food street are too afraid to open at night–only I keep my business running as usual.

Someone advised me to hire a male employee, saying it would be safer.

I said, “It’s fine. I’m perfectly safe.”

The boss lady from the barbecue restaurant next door made a snide remark: “A vixen matches well with a mu*derer.”

Her boss apologized to me, telling her not to get jealous or let her imagination run wild.

I looked at the fragrant fried rice in my wok and smiled slightly: “What a coincidence. This is perfect for her.”

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