When Wen Li saw that the person who came was Huo Yinghuai, a look of surprise appeared under her curled eyelashes.

The next second, Wen Li's face lit up with a smile: "Huo Yinghuai, what brings you here?!"

Huo Yinghuai was a head taller than Wen Li, with a faint glint in his dark eyes, and his voice was gentle: "I came to pick you up on my way."

When the assistant standing next to Huo Yinghuai heard what his boss said, he stumbled and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The boss flew over ten hours from China, then drove for several hours to get here, and now he's being told it's on the way?

Did you conveniently travel along most of the globe?

Huo Yinghuai ignored his assistant's exaggerated expression, his face remaining calm, as if it were truly just a convenient route for him.

"Where's the car that's supposed to pick you up?" Huo Yinghuai asked, seemingly casually.

"I had a flat tire on the way. Huo Yinghuai, you arrived just in time."

Huo Yinghuai smiled slightly: "Then let's get in the car first."

As soon as Wen Li got on the bus, she lay down on the seat and went to sleep.

She and Huo Yinghuai have known each other for so long, she wouldn't be so shy as to be afraid to do anything.

Huo Yinghuai looked at Wen Li, who was sleeping next to him wearing an eye mask, and a gentle smile immediately appeared on his face.

The assistant behind him silently looked away and adjusted the temperature inside the car.

When Wen Li returned to China the next day, her fans did not come to pick her up at the airport because she took Huo Yinghuai's helicopter directly back to the Huo family's helipad.

Wen Tingsong received the news early in the morning and felt extremely guilty about the tire blowout on the way, so he arrived at the Huo family early.

He only approached after the plane came to a complete stop, first offering a few polite words of thanks, then his eyes were filled with nothing but his own daughter.

"What are the conditions like in the forest? There's no signal in there. If I send you a message, it takes ten days or half a month to get a reply. If your eldest brother hadn't stopped me, I would have come to find you no matter what." Wen Tingsong's face was full of worry, and his words also contained dissatisfaction with his eldest son.

Wen Li chuckled: "What danger could there be? To ensure our safety, the director hired the world's best bodyguards and even applied for guns. They can shoot down an elephant with one shot. However, the living conditions are definitely not comparable to those in the city."

Despite saying this, Wen Li never complained of being tired during this time.

Her childhood wasn't much better than living in the rainforest.

Moreover, with so many people taking care of her, even in the most difficult circumstances, Xiao Xi always brought her meals, so she didn't have to worry about anything.

Wen Li's words were half true and half false, but at least they put her father's mind at ease.

Wen Tingsong felt that although his family was wealthy, there were times when they were powerless to help. Money could solve many problems, but in rare cases, even money was powerless to help.

He wanted to give his daughter the best.

Wen Tingsong thought for a moment and said, "In the future, we shouldn't go to such dangerous places to film."

Wen Li nodded, but said, "I'll try my best."

If the money is right, she'll go anywhere.

The conversation between the father and daughter made Huo Yinghuai, who was standing to the side, chuckle: "Uncle Wen, Xiaoli is capable, there's no need to worry too much."

When Wen Tingsong heard someone praising his daughter, he raised his head slightly, but sighed and said, "The child is grown up, I can't control her anymore."

Since Wen Li hadn't seen her family for so long, Huo Yinghuai didn't invite them to stay for dinner.

After returning home, Wen Li greeted everyone and then slept soundly until the next morning.

Wen Li didn't draw the curtains last night; she was woken up by the sunlight streaming in.

The sun shines brightly outside the window, and looking down, you can see rows of neatly arranged vegetables, with white paths winding through them, creating a unique and charming scene.

After a year of renovations, Wen Li's "rustic European-style manor" is taking shape. The Wen family, who were initially a little unaccustomed to it, are now already planning what vegetables to plant next year.

After having breakfast with everyone, we said we were going to go to the city center.

The shop she bought a few months ago has been renovated. Wen Li doesn't know much about business, so her older brother has been doing all the work. Wen Li plans to go and see how the renovation looks.

Upon hearing this, Wen Yan asked Wen Li to ride in her car: "The renovation was completed a couple of days ago, but I haven't found a suitable supplier yet."

"What supplier?" Wen Li didn't react for a moment.

Although Wen Yanchu doesn't do business in the underworld, the same principles apply to commerce.

My sister's shop is all renovated. It can't be empty inside, can it? Paper money and coffins need to be displayed. When orders increase, we'll need a sufficient supply of goods.

Wen Li understood, but said, "Those things probably won't work. If something that doesn't meet the regulations is burned, the deceased won't receive it."

Wen Yanchu tilted her head slightly, a hint of curiosity appearing in her usually calm and inky eyes.

Wen Li explained, "It's like how many things are electronic now, but in reality, the operation of the underworld hasn't caught up with the high technology of our mortal world, so there are many things that can't be burned for relatives right now."

"I didn't expect there to be such a detail." Wen Yanchu was somewhat surprised.

Even though her younger sister understands metaphysics, many of the things Xiaoli talks about are actually unattainable for ordinary people like them.

"Then, brother, can you help me find some trustworthy craftsmen?"

Wen Li shook her head: "I can do this job. My brother is already very busy with work at home and also helps me look after the shop. I can handle this little thing."

Wen Yanchu said no more, trusting that his younger sister could handle this small matter herself.

Wen Li got out of the car at the entrance of the group and then walked to her shop.

The shop was empty, but Wen Yanchu had put in some effort to hire a professional designer to design it. The whole store looked very rustic, but it also had a touch of modern design in its antique style.

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