After finishing his words, Wang Chen entered the village committee's house.
Meanwhile, Wenwen got off the tricycle and walked to the side of the big motorcycle.
She recognized it as the one Wang Chen had ridden to the Nightingale Bar last time.
Thinking that Wang Chen had asked her to wait here probably meant he planned to ride this bike to take his mother for medical treatment, so after a slight hesitation, she directly sat down in the sidecar.
But what she didn't know was that her arrival had attracted the attention of many villagers who had come to collect money.
Looking at her unfamiliar yet pretty face and her graceful, eye-catching figure, many male villagers couldn't help but stop and take a covert look.
Feeling the burning gazes cast her way, Wenwen's face turned crimson with embarrassment; she bowed her head and hoped that Wang Chen would come out quickly.
Wang Chen had actually planned to drop off the money and come out quickly.
