Ji Wenrou and the other two turned around to see Sun Derwa standing on the ridge of the field with a basket on his back. His trouser legs were rolled up to his knees, and he was covered from head to toe in mud.
Ji Wenrou’s expression stiffened; she lowered her head, hiding her reaction.
*Why is it him again?*
In Sun Derwa’s eyes, however, she looked aggrieved and pitiful. He assumed that upon seeing him—her savior—she must be incredibly touched. Sun Derwa felt smug. He swung his basket toward Wu Meimei and Li Hongmei, splashing them with muddy water.
Chapter 50