When they got back to Sancha River, Miss Xu Xiaoyan was utterly exhausted.
Traveling by car at night was already tiring, not to mention having to change vehicles twice. Other than the time for breakfast, all the other time was spent on the road. The discomfort was indescribable. From the city to the county, from the county to the town, coupled with the lack of sleep the night before, she was out of steam as soon as she got off the car.
Seeing Miss Xu in this state, Yan Fei simply left the baggage at the cattle farm, and took her to the shed to sleep on his motor scooter.
He himself stayed in the shed, lying on the wicker chair, not doing anything. He was like a hundred-year-old grandfather, dazed with half-closed eyes all morning.
So much so that when Miss Xu woke up at noon, Yan Fei had not even made lunch yet!
