After returning home, Yan Shixiu found the young lady at the farm.
She was wearing a bun, revealing her pale neck, tending to the withered grape trellis.
"Boss, Mr. Yan," Sun Ling leaned close to Shi Lan's elbow.
Shi Lan set down the scissors, took off her gloves, and walked towards Yan Shixiu, "Wait for me for half an hour."
Yan Shixiu grabbed her and pulled her into his arms.
Shi Lan's hands were muddy, so she didn't hug back, letting him hold on strong, "What is it?"
"I love you."
"I know," Shi Lan said. "Sun Ling is still here, Uncle Yan, can you wait until tonight to flirt?"
Yan Shixiu hugged her for a while longer before finally letting her go.
Shi Lan walked ahead, Yan Shixiu followed her, and Sun Ling, with a look of amazement as if he had stumbled upon an incredible candy, trailed behind with his tools.
It was only right to give such a hug, given how good the boss was to Mr. Yan.
