Speaking of which, Lu Xiao went in first with the stuff in hand.
Wen Xian was bewildered. He, he's staying over just like that?
Cheng Dongyuan watched the two enter and immediately felt a pang of pain in his heart.
Meanwhile.
The hall inside the farmhouse was spacious and sunny with a pleasant environment.
In the backyard, a whole lamb was roasting, its golden surface dripping with oil, wafting over waves of meaty aroma.
However, it wasn't just them there.
Aside from the crew, there were others, some tourists or perhaps local businesses and companies, there for team-building events.
As soon as Wen Xian walked in, someone spotted her right away.
Instantly, a girl nudged the person next to her and whispered:
"Look, isn't that Wen Xian? What's she doing here?"
"No offense, but she has the nerve to go out? Isn't she afraid of getting beaten up?"
The two chatted and couldn't help but sneakily take out their phones, ready to snap a picture.
