Zheng Lirong rubbed the corners of her eyes and sat up straight, looking towards Lin Nianhe: "Everything is arranged on my end, when can you get things ready here?"
"That will be tomorrow night then, you just need to bring someone there to pick up the stuff," Lin Nianhe lifted the corners of her mouth, "You probably don't have much time either, right?"
"Mmh... Okay, tomorrow night then."
Indeed, Zheng Lirong didn't have much time; if she didn't return soon, trouble would likely come knocking again.
She was also somewhat puzzled as to why Lin Nianhe could prepare the goods so quickly, but upon further thought, she understood—likely because of the previous incident, she must have some stockpiled goods on hand.
It related to the past, and Zheng Lirong did not wish to dwell on it, and she did not ask further.
That night, she stayed at Ten Miles Team, hugging her children, sleep eluding her the entire night.
