Guan Xudong, who do you think you are?
Do you really think that just because your family runs a small company, you're some remarkable Eldest Young Master?
If she didn't still have to rely on him in this godforsaken place, did he really think she would pay him any attention?
"What a useless man!"
When he was pursuing her, he had been obedient in every way, indulging her in everything and following her around like a lackey every day. Now that he had gotten her, he no longer knew how to cherish her.
If only she had known, she wouldn't have given in to him last night.
Wang Yanqiu muttered a curse and turned to head for another tent.
While the two of them were bickering, Han Feng kept his brows furrowed.
He was afraid they would wake Su Qiao, who had only just managed to fall asleep.
Now that the two had left, he secretly let out a sigh of relief. After thinking it over, he took off his jacket and gently draped it over Su Qiao.
*
At around four in the morning, Mo Jin and He Kai entered the tent to rest. The people taking turns standing guard became Jun Ting and Li Xingqiang.
Su Qiao and Han Feng were still lying on the stone slab beside the creek.
However, worried that the stone slab was too cold and that Su Qiao might catch a cold, Han Feng worked up his courage and quietly pulled her upper body into his arms. He wrapped her tightly in his jacket, leaving only half of her face exposed.
Since the two of them were some distance from the tent and remained completely quiet without making a sound, apart from Mo Jin and He Kai noticing them while making their rounds,