Li Yumei didn't ask more and took out her phone to search, soon reporting Xun Qianqian's phone number.
After writing it down, Ling Feng stayed a while longer, only leaving for home after she began cooking.
Remembering that Li Shiyun's lunch was still not settled, Ling Feng picked some vegetables from his own garden and carried them to the village committee office.
But upon entering the door, he saw that she had already gotten up and was preparing to cook.
"Eh, didn't you say you were going to lie down for a day?" Ling Feng asked.
Li Shiyun glanced at him, her face a picture of vexation, "I had that in mind, but unfortunately, it's not a habit of mine. I felt uncomfortable after lying down just for a while!"
"You're just not someone who seeks pleasure!" Ling Feng chuckled, setting the vegetables down, and pulling her to sit on the bed, "You just sit here, I'll take care of lunch!"
"Alright then, since your cooking is tastier than mine anyway!" Li Shiyun laughed.
