Late at night, Zhang Yang lay in his long-missed room, the scent of sun-dried bedding still lingering beneath his nose. His whole body relaxed.
The door was shut tight, but light from the brightly lit living room still seeped through the gap beneath it.
With his hands behind his head, Zhang Yang vaguely heard his parents talking in the living room, reminiscing about the hard times and appreciating the sweet ones. He could not help but smile.
"We'll talk about the villa later," Zhang Yang muttered to himself.
Even if he told them now, the villa was still being renovated and could not be moved into yet. It would be better to wait until the renovation was complete and it was ready to live in, then tell them everything at once.
By then, his dad and mom's little business might have leveled up again.
Zhang Yang's thoughts wandered. Before he knew it, drowsiness washed over him, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Who knew how long had passed? In his dreams, he vaguely seemed to hear the system chime, but in the dead of night, who could tell dreams from reality?
Naturally, Zhang Yang paid it no mind.
Early the next morning, on Mid-Autumn Festival itself.
Zhang Yang opened his eyes, then abruptly sat up.
"A Mid-Autumn gift pack?"
He had nearly forgotten. With how generous the system was, it always served up something big to liven things up during holidays and festivals.
And on such a traditional Chinese holiday, it naturally could not fail to make a gesture.
Zhang Yang's full attention was on the system—or, more precisely, on the latest gift pack lying within it.
Mid-Autumn Special Gift Pack.
"System, open the gift pack!"
Zhang Yang silently commanded without hesitation.
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