Hei nodded, the corners of his thin lips slightly curved upward, clearly full of confidence.
At this moment, Li Chengjing had already brought the prepared wine and dishes to the driver Wang San's room.
This was the workers' quarters located in the backyard of the Gu Family Mansion. Wang San was in his early thirties, still in his prime physically, but his appearance was truly unremarkable. He had a hunched back, asymmetrical features on his face, upturned nostrils, and a missing few teeth when he smiled. Standing at less than 1.5 meters tall, his face was peppered with small pockmarks. Usually, he carried himself timidly, glancing at others cautiously, only to quickly retreat with a bowed head—his inferiority complex was evident even without a closer look.
