It was already night when Ning Fei returned to Qingfeng Temple.
He hadn’t had time to eat or drink for the whole day, so he was famished.
The kitchen of Qingfeng Temple hadn’t been built yet, so he couldn’t make a fire to cook. It wasn’t suitable for him to go to Grandma Wang’s house so late at night.
Ning Fei took a shower, changed his clothes, and drank a few mouthfuls of water. He planned to drive to a restaurant outside to have some dinner.
As soon as he went out, he happened to see Yong Tao driving a truck over. Sitting in the front passenger seat was their high school classmate, Yong Tao’s fiancée, Lin Fang.
The truck stopped at the entrance of Qingfeng Temple. Yong Tao was carrying more than a dozen dishes that had been packed and said with a smile,
“Ning Fei, I specially asked Lin Fang to cook it. Don’t mind it.”