After four hours, it was the darkest part of the night.

Fang Yuan, who was tired like a dead dog, lay on top of the carriage piled with raw materials and watched Su Li skillfully driving the carriage deep into the mountains. He felt stranger and stranger. Considering Su Li’s place as the miss of the Su Family, how could she have such good driving skills?

In his eyes, Su Li was mysterious and unpredictable like a mist.

He struggled to sit up after a ...