In the end, Pu Sangzhi still didn't call the police.
On the night of the storm, Huo Feng's family of three chatted until the early hours, until the thunder stopped, and the heavy rain turned into a drizzle before they finally fell asleep one by one.
The last to fall asleep was Pu Sangzhi, because she was constantly thinking about who the motorhome traveling with them really was? What was their intention? Were they bad people? Or were they just media chasing after a story?
This unresolved question weighed on her like a large stone.
She was extremely worried about the safety of their family of three.
When she woke up at noon, she found that somehow Huo Yao had ended up in the corner again. She was in the middle, with Huo Feng holding her...
Next to her, Huo Feng was holding her with one hand and browsing the latest news on his phone with the other.
"Hmm... why is our son sleeping on the inside?"
