Wang Tingting was daydreaming in the infirmary, her chin propped up as she kept staring at the door.
At this moment, her mind was occupied by Erniu's vow to avenge Wang Yuhua.
Because of Erniu's steadfastness towards her Aunt Wang Yuhua, Wang Tingting had revised her opinion of this man quite a bit and had even developed some indescribable feelings for him.
So much so that the mere thought of Erniu made Wang Tingting's face flush and her heart race, even she could not understand why.
Just then, Wang Tingting suddenly saw Erniu enter, carrying a leather bag.
"Erniu, why have you come at this hour?"
Wang Tingting stood up, a smile hung on her face, seemingly as if she had been looking forward to this.
Hearing Wang Tingting calling him, Erniu also felt a special fondness, the girl had never called him like this before, she had previously avoided even saying his name.
Moreover, Erniu detected a hint of closeness in her tone.