Wanhe Garden had a few parcels again today.
Opening the door to see the familiar Wind Speed Express delivery guy, Lun Chuan felt a bit surprised and also a bit relieved.
This parcel had come a long time after the last one, especially since he had sent a message when he sent over the white liquor, saying there was no need to send anything more as it was too expensive...
But then, for a whole month, not a single parcel arrived.
Which made Lun Chuan somewhat anxious.
He had even thought to himself, could it be that his refusal was too direct and had hurt the other person's feelings?
Now, receiving a new parcel once again, he had to admit that he actually felt relieved.
Of course, after a moment's thought, he felt somewhat helpless—last time, he had specifically sent over a crate of fine liquor to express his gratitude and to suggest that they should stop sending so many nice things.
He helped people out of his own volition and didn't expect to be repaid like this.
