Chapter 43 Selling Raw Materials

After four hours, it was the darkest part of the night.

Fang Yuan, who was tired like a dead dog, lay on top of the carriage piled with raw materials and watched Su Li skillfully driving the carriage deep into the mountains. He felt stranger and stranger. Considering Su Li’s place as the miss of the Su Family, how could she have such good driving skills?

In his eyes, Su Li was mysterious and unpredictable like a mist.

He struggled to sit up after a few breaths. Looking at the back of the carriage, he frowned and blurted out, “Little... Su Li, the carriage is so heavy that it would leave a deep rut. We’ll be easily found.”

“Not really.” Su Li answered confidently ahead of the carriage but didn’t say anything more.

Fang Yuan could not help frowning more heavily. He remembered what had happened on the South Street the other day. But he did not ask any questions; instead, he turned back and lay down to recover his strength