An hour passed, and Wang Yuyan, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep in Zhang Xiaomeng's arms.
Zhang Xiaomeng was resting with his eyes closed under a tree.
He didn't actually sleep, but just closed his eyes to rejuvenate, in case anyone from the Lu Family showed up and he needed to react.
At dawn, Wang Hao came with a team of armed bodyguards to relieve Zhang Xiaomeng.
"Xiaomeng, you worked hard last night," Wang Hao said very politely.
Zhang Xiaomeng thought, I didn't work hard; it was your sister who really had a tough time.
A smile played at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say it out loud.
"With our relationship, it's a small matter, not worth mentioning hard work."
Wang Hao nodded, then turned to Wang Yuyan, "Yuyan, dad's in the hospital, so when you go back, go see dad."
Wang Yuyan hummed in acknowledgment.