Rong Hou squinted when he heard this, "From what you're saying, does it mean you'll have a plan in a few days?"
Meng Yunzheng naturally couldn't tell him the plan, he simply replied, "You'll know when the time comes."
Rong Hou pursed his lips, "You better be confident, otherwise..."
Otherwise what could happen, he couldn't say.
A few days passed, and the Cheng Family had fully recovered their strength, even Cheng Xian's injuries had significantly improved, and he could sit up without any problems now.
Just as Cheng Wu increasingly felt something was amiss with Rong Hou and was planning to find an excuse to go out, Meng Yunzheng heard the loud cries of a vendor from outside the Cheng Mansion.
"Selling tea! Last day for big discounts! Won't be out tomorrow because of the rain—"
