Ye Ningwan and Wangyue finally returned to Jiangcheng after several days.
Wangyue was exhausted to death.
"Miss Ye, let's hurry back to the Zhan Family. I want braised pork, I want crystal pig's trotters, and I also want claypot chicken."
After all that bumping around, let alone good food, we couldn't even get enough to eat.
It seemed like they were either on the car or on the way to the car.
"We can't go back to the Zhan Family. Let's find a small inn to stay at first," Ye Ningwan said.
"Ah, why?" Wangyue was puzzled.
Ye Ningwan said, "Don't ask too many questions, just come with me to a small motel. Make sure not to contact anyone. Trust me, once things are settled, I'll take you to eat some good food."
"Well, okay, but can we first buy some barbecue? I really miss Jiangcheng's barbecue, my mouth is watering."
"Sure, go buy some! I'll check to see if there's any place nearby where we can stay."
"Alright, okay."
Wangyue happily ran off, skipping to buy barbecue.
