“Let me do it!” To show sincerity, Liu Fugui decided to make this call himself.

At this moment, Old Xu had just finished his dinner and was outside the villa checking various roadblocks, traps, and monitoring equipment.

In his view, tonight was a night that required extra attention, as the enemy might take advantage of the darkness to launch a surprise attack.

While he was checking several “bomb” circuits, the hand-held radio sounded inadvertently, and to his surprise, a familiar voice came through.

Liu Fugui! You should know Old Xu hadn’t dealt with this old fox for a while; before, he had always been in contact with Huang Yong, Liu Fugui’s subordinate.

Moreover, Huang Yong had just finished communicating with him via radio half an hour ago, so Liu Fugui’s call was even more unexpected.

Gathering his thoughts, Old Xu picked up the radio, and the communication proceeded exceptionally quickly. Liu Fugui quickly expressed his desire to provide supplies for the villa.

To this, Xu Renjie was naturally astonished, but his reaction was flexible, and he did not directly give a reply. Instead, he used the excuse of unclear enemy situation and inconvenience to send a car, intending to discuss with others before drawing a conclusion.

Fortunately, Liu Fugui also had his own thoughts, so he didn’t hesitate to end the conversation.

Once the radio communication was interrupted, Old Xu immediately gathered Old Lin, Old Zhao, Tang Xiaoquan, and other villa key members for an emergency meeting.

After Old Xu explained the meeting topic to everyone, Lin, Zhao, and Tang instinctively exchanged glances.

Without a doubt, none of them expected Liu Fugui to propose such a “good deed.”

Next, the Survivors had divided opinions on whether to accept Liu Fugui’s “supplies.”

Especially Old Xu himself, he was also undecided.

If you accept it, who knows if Liu Fugui is using this as a diversion? If he’s in cahoots with the bandits, there’s no guarantee their side won’t be detained at the Factory when retrieving the goods.

If that’s the case, the so-called supply trip becomes a “feast of treachery.”

But if you reject it outright, it might lead Liu Fugui to conclude that their side has discovered his connection with the bandits.

This could then lead to worse consequences; he might discard his facade of kindness and opt for a large-scale offensive.

If Liu Fugui’s side truly launches a full attack, the villa wouldn’t be able to withstand it in terms of manpower, resources, and military strength.

Thinking of this, Old Xu was still undecided; after weighing various pros and cons behind closed doors, they decided to opt for a pacifying approach and send someone to collect the supplies.

Although there’s a risk of being detained, it’s more reliable than outright rejection and declaring war.

Since the major strategy was established, Old Xu and the others also finalized the personnel for the specific action.

Given the current situation, they believed it was still appropriate for Old Zhao to lead the veteran team members.

Firstly, the team members were already familiar with each other and knew the Factory’s terrain well, so if something goes wrong, they could escape quickly.

Secondly, sending the older members could serve to mislead Liu Fugui and prevent him from becoming suspicious and causing unnecessary trouble.

The meeting ended, and everyone returned to their posts; the importance of tonight was self-evident.

Therefore, Old Zhao planned to take advantage of his seniority and handle the night shift, but this time, Wang Qiang didn’t go along with his wish.

It’s a joke, even a fool could see that Old Zhao’s questioning actions were entirely to look after him and Hu Xiaodong. Knowing this, how could Wang Qiang agree?

Moreover, today’s private interaction with Yang Xue excited Wang Qiang immensely, making it the perfect opportunity to relish the sweet memories in the midnight hours.

Returning to his post, Wang Qiang was in good spirits. He reminisced about Yang Xue’s demeanor while helping him tidy up the room in the afternoon, feeling inexplicably thrilled, even though he couldn’t explain why.

That heart-pounding feeling gave Wang Qiang an inexplicable sense of sweetness.

The cold wind rustled; the night wind this season was still quite chilly, hitting the face with a frosty sensation, making one feel like being brushed with frost.

Not long after, Wang Qiang felt a chill.

He quickly got up to close the window and tightened the jacket of his coat.

Wang Qiang wasn’t fond of tea, but in his good mood, he specially brewed a pot of strong tea for himself. Feeling cold, he sipped from the teapot occasionally, warming up with each sip.

“Refreshing! Good tea!”

The villa residents had long been accustomed to Yang Xue’s habit of sleeping during the day and being active at night.

Wei Yang was no exception; just as she was preparing to return to her room to rest, she coincidentally met Yang Xue in the corridor and greeted her, “Hi, Xiaoyang, heading out again? How late do you plan to stay up tonight?”

“Hehe, not sure, I’ll see when I feel sleepy!”

Wei Yang genuinely admired the other’s energy, though it was understandable; after all, Yang Xue was living on “American time,” with her schedule reversed just like the time difference.

Besides, Wei Yang wasn’t as carefree as Yang Xue, having to wake up early and stay up late every day to prepare meals for everyone and look after Fangfang and He Jing’s well-being.

Frankly speaking, Wei Yang was exhausted every day, wishing she could be born twice, unlike Yang Xue, who leisurely strolled around at night unable to sleep.

“You can’t keep staying up like this; it’s not good for your health. Try to sleep early if you can.”

Wei Yang kindly and worriedly reminded Yang Xue, knowing full well these words might fall on deaf ears. Yet, habit made her say it intuitively.

Similarly, Yang Xue nodded as a habit; she had always been straightforward.

But whether she truly took Wei Yang’s words to heart, only Yang Xue herself knew:

“Yes, I understand. Don’t worry about me, Wei Yang. I slept a long time this afternoon, so I feel very energetic now and can’t sleep even if I want to. Maybe a stroll will tire me out. Haha!”

“Alright then,” with Yang Xue feeling not tired, while Wei Yang was struggling to keep up, she yawned and waved, saying, “Take care yourself; I’m too sleepy. Unlike you, I’m heading to bed. Bye!”

“Bye!”

After saying goodbye to Wei Yang, Yang Xue, in her oversized fleece pajamas, lazily headed towards the corridor exit. After just a couple of steps, she saw Wang Qiang gazing absentmindedly out the window.

Mischievous as always, Yang Xue instinctively wanted to prank Wang Qiang. She slowly raised her hand, pretending to be a zombie, and then stealthily, with a tiptoe motion, cautiously approached him step by step. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for it, with recommendation votes or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep