After talking with Nan Jing last night, Wu Gang suddenly felt that Nan Jing wasn't as annoying as he had initially thought.
At the very least, in Wu Gang's heart, Nan Jing was someone with a cold exterior but actually very passionate inside.
Don't ask how Wu Gang knew, the feeling was real, without any deceit.
At this moment.
Everyone around Wu Gang had woken up, except for Zeng Yu, who was still lying in his arms. Wu Gang smiled helplessly and picked up Zeng Yu.
Most of the time, Wu Gang felt like Zeng Yu was like his own child, causing him helpless amusement.
Maybe when Wu Gang would have children in the future, he would be incredibly patient.
Inside the house.
Lew Long, with the help of Meng Fei and the others, had already hung white silk, and the villagers had also come over to help.
"Mr. Wu."
Seeing Wu Gang coming in, Elder Yang smiled and said, "Since the person has passed, we must face reality, but no matter what, this child has helped us. What do you plan to do?"
