Jiang Cheng: "???"
The village chief stood not far away, his expression dark and uncertain as he looked over.
Jiang Cheng glared at him, plainly demanding to know why things had turned out differently from what they'd agreed on.
The village chief spread his hands, wearing a helpless expression that said there was nothing he could do.
In the end, even Fatty couldn't stand by and watch. He gave Wu a meaningful look and gestured, "Brother Wu, you should help the doctor."
He said worriedly, "You know what the doctor's like in that department. If things really go that far and Miss Wu isn't satisfied, the doctor's done for."
"He'll manage." Wu showed a rare smile.
Du Moyu genuinely thought Wu Yingying was a good person, a woman Jiang could entrust his life to. "Better to let a marriage be than break it up. I don't think we should meddle."
"Look at how happy Brother Jiang is!" Du Moyu was sincerely happy for Jiang Cheng.
The mission was already in its final stage, and from the looks of it, Wu Yingying was quite satisfied with Jiang Cheng.
He couldn't even imagine what would happen to anyone foolish enough to interrupt their romantic moment.
Under Wu Yingying's gentle gaze, Jiang Cheng wore a fake smile, while inside he was panicking like crazy.
He knew that as long as he held out until daybreak, the mission would be over.
There were still at least two hours until dawn. All he had to figure out now was how to get through those last two hours.
And, above all, not anger Wu Yingying.
He'd thought the Paper Figures would take a long time to clean the room, but he'd been far too naive. They never tired, and they worked with incredible efficiency.
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