Hearing Ji Xingguo get up outside, she got up as well.

Today I also went to the county to check on the shop.

Seeing that her eyes looked a little tired, Ji Xingguo asked, "Meimei, did you not sleep well last night?"

Ji Wanmei didn't dare tell her father what had happened, so she said, "It is a little."

"She must have been terrified by the scene of the Thunder Army beating people yesterday." In Ji Xingguo's eyes, his daughter was still an innocent little girl who had never seen the world, and she must have been scared when she saw that scene.

Ji Wanmei's eyelashes trembled: "It has nothing to do with that. I probably just had my sleep schedule messed up on the train and I'm not used to it when I get back."

Ji Xingguo didn't want to mention Lei Tingjun anymore, so he said, "Then you should rest well at home today. Dad is going to work. I'll cook you something delicious when I get back tonight."

Ji Wanmei nodded, and after having breakfast with her father, she saw him off.

After returning to the house, Ji Wanmei was preparing to tidy up, change her clothes, and go call Luo Chunyan to help organize the shop.

A postman came to the courtyard and called out through the gate, "Is Miss Ji home? There's a letter for you here."

Ji Wanmei ran out the door, took the envelope, and saw that it was sent from Zhejiang. She guessed that it must be the photos they took at West Lake that had been mailed to her.

"Thank you." Ji Wanmei returned to the courtyard with the envelope.

She carefully tore open the envelope and took out three identical photos.

Ji Wanmei took out a card and glanced at it.

In the photo, the girl standing in the middle is holding hands with her best friend, both with bright and sweet smiles.

To her right, a tall, handsome man with a cold and aloof appearance was not looking at the camera. He turned his head slightly, his dark and deep eyes focused on the girl in the middle.

Ji Wanmei looked at the man's gaze in the photo and was slightly moved.