Zhang Bin left Ma Rufei's house and drove home, the number thirty billion still swirling in his mind in blood-red letters.
His heart still ached with sharp pangs. He truly couldn't imagine how Liu Ruolan, such a delicate woman, could make such a massive move and dare to play such a high-stakes game.
Sigh… I have to work hard to earn money, or Liu Ruolan will play me to death for sure, Zhang Bin lamented internally.
When he got home, he discovered a strange sight.
His father was working hard digging up the land, assisted by Big Black and Second Black. Mother Zhang, on the other hand, was burning weeds, sending smoke swirling into the air.
"Mom, Dad, what are you doing?" Zhang Bin asked in astonishment.
"Planting vegetables. I've been sick for so long that the fields have all gone fallow," Father Zhang said. "Now that I'm mostly recovered, I can't let the land go to waste. That would be a terrible shame."
