"Alright," Cai Xiaowen deftly put things away, "Junior sister, you should sit down and rest. There's still quite a journey ahead."
Journey?
Wen Ran felt that might not be the case.
She opened her package, revealing buns and meat pies inside, and sincerely said, "There's nothing to do once we're up here anyway. Since we're just idling, how about we eat something to lift our spirits?"
"This..."
On this trip, besides Mr. Gu Sr. with Cai Xiaowen and Wen Ran, there was also a six-foot-tall iron-blooded tough guy, radiating a vibe that clearly had seen blood before.
Wen Ran was understanding, although curious about this person's origins, Mr. Gu Sr. didn't explain, so he didn't ask much.
The old saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.
"Eat," Wen Ran casually handed one to the tough guy, "Give it a try, my mom made it, it tastes really good."
