Chapter 237: The Ambusher_1

"Uncle Wang passed out?" Little Drilling Wind casually asked.

The two of them carried Wang Pan to his own bed in his room. The furnishings in the room were very simple. Apart from having more personal items, there was not much worth noticing.

"Perhaps he was too overjoyed to see us working hard," Qian Cangyi casually dismissed.

"Oh." Little Drilling Wind nodded.

This guy, it seems, could easily be deceived without the need to fabricate lies.

Qian Cangyi thought to himself.

After laying Wang Pan on the bed, Qian Cangyi headed back to the kitchen, "You take care of him."

"How should I take care of him?" Little Drilling Wind asked.

"Just watch over him." Qian Cangyi was too lazy to elaborate further.

...

The dinner was quickly prepared, and after setting the table and utensils, Qian Cangyi went back to Wang Pan's room.

He found that Little Drilling Wind was actually standing and watching over Wang Pan the entire time.