Something was amiss.
The odor was like that of lilacs.
Lilacs, on the surface, posed no harm to the human body, but a prolonged exposure, similar to drinking green tea, could subtly damage one's digestive system.
Su Wen took a deep breath, "Logically, I should refuse it, but keeping it with you isn't good for you, and it might even worsen your condition. Give it to me."
"Okay..." Qiu Xiaolan nodded, gritting her teeth said, "Can I see you often in the future?"
"Of course, you can. If you want to see me, just come find me with your sister anytime," Su Wen said, eager to leave.
Right now, he just wanted to taste the meal his aunt had prepared.
He walked back to the village with a light step.
As he arrived at his doorstep, he saw that the red iron gate had been splashed with white paint!
He gently touched it with his hand.
The paint was still wet, and if he wasn't mistaken, it was probably the doing of Wang Long and his gang.
"Wang Long..."
Su Wen fell silent.
