Don't Panic! Imagination Is the Most Deadly!

The next day, Zhou Chao woke up rather late, mainly because he had chatted with Jiang Li about the baby's future until around one in the morning.

"I didn't expect it to snow all night. Aunt Kuang, please tidy up the snow in the yard later. If you need help, just call Lin Wu!"

Zhou Chao enjoyed his breakfast while admiring the snowy scenery in the yard. The pavilions and terraces in the front yard were already covered with snow, presenting a unique winter beauty to the whole yard.

"Brother Chao, didn't you say you had something to do today?"

Jiang Li came down from upstairs, seeing Zhou Chao still having breakfast, she asked with some confusion.

"No rush, someone will come to pick me up later!"

As Zhou Chao spoke, the doorbell rang.

Lin Wu, who was eating breakfast beside him, put down his chopsticks and hurried to the door.

Passing through the front yard, perhaps due to the snow or Lin Wu's fast pace, he slipped and fell backward.