"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore!"
Wen Nantian looked at his daughter with the rare blush on her face and laughed heartily.
After laughing, half pleading and half negotiating, he said to Wen Xiaoya, "Ya'er, I still need to discuss important matters with some uncles, could you temporarily go back first? Consider it as your father begging you, alright?"
Wen Nantian was famous for doting on his daughter.
Therefore, speaking humbly to Wen Xiaoya like now was not that unusual.
Since Wen Xiaoya's goal was already achieved, naturally she wouldn't make it difficult for her father.
"Alright, I'll go now! Father, don't overwork yourself!"
Wen Xiaoya left Wen Nantian's tent and somehow found herself at Lu Yuanfeng's place.
As soon as she got close, she smelled a strong scent of roasted meat, which made Wen Xiaoya involuntarily lick her lips.
"What kind of meat is this? How can it smell so good? Just smelling it makes me feel my soul is hooked!"
