The next morning, Jiang Beiran woke up in the guest room of Li Fucheng's house. After folding the bedding, he stretched and walked out of the door.
"Ah, Brother Wang, you're up so early."Tang Tingshuang, who was drying clothes in the yard, wiped her wet hands."Wait a moment. I'll help you prepare breakfast."
Without waiting for Jiang Beiran's reply, Tang Tingshuang slipped away.
The master bedroom door was pushed open with a bang, probably because he heard Tang Tingshuang's shout. Li Fucheng ran out and said,""Brother Wang, did you have a good rest last night?"
"Yes." Jiang Beiran nodded.
"Then you should rest for a while. Huo Zhishang's news should be back soon."
" Yes." Nodding, Jiang Beiran asked again," Is there any news from Crescent Valley?""
Hearing that Big Brother Wang was so concerned about this matter, Li Fucheng immediately replied,"Today's news hasn't been sent back yet. Please wait a moment, I'll rush him now."
