Today’s weather is really good, warm sunshine shining on everything, and the sky is blue. The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the car. For safety reasons, Finn Morgan wasn’t driving too fast, honking carefully at each bend, and reminding her, "Remember to be careful when you drive too. Not only slow down at bends but also honk the horn." "Okay, I’ll remember." Hailey Hale smiled at him, truly grateful he could take the time to bring her out. To avoid boredom on the road, Finn Morgan even played a song... "Is your injury better?" The two of them asked in unison, their eyes turning to each other, their gazes meeting. They both paused for a second. Hailey Hale smiled and said, "What’s this little injury?" She raised her finger, peeling off the band-aid, "It’s just a little scratch." "But you’ve probably never even had a hangnail growing up, right?" Finn Morgan said, "Being the mayor’s daughter, a scratch is no small matter." "Don’t use my status against me; I’m not delicate at all." She laughed, "But you, leaning for an hour or two, won’t it touch your wound?" "The wound has already healed, didn’t you see last night?" he said lightly, "You don’t need to worry anymore, and there’s no need to feel guilty." "I’m not feeling guilty! You volunteered!" She stretched her hand out the window, catching the dappled sunlight, as happy as a child... Last night, she looked up Aethel Falls on Baidu, truly captivated by the place. At this moment, in front of the cabin downstream of the waterfall. The grill was steaming with heat, and two ladies were grilling food, the rich smell of meat wafting through the air, tantalizing the taste buds. "Wow! The meat is ready! I want to try it!" "The meat smells so good today!" Read complete version only at novel·fire·net "Wrapping this in lettuce is much better than cucumber!" "Is it because Special Assistant Morgan is coming that there’s a BBQ today?" a female designer asked with a smile, "There wasn’t any grilling yesterday." "Yes, yes, yes." One of the ladies smiled kindly, "In this wilderness, there’s not much else we can offer, just meat." Another female designer drew closer, eyes sparkling, "Is he really coming?" "Of course, he’s already on the way." Some people wore anticipation and joy on their faces. Not far away, smoke was rising among the bamboo groves. Someone had wrapped sweet potatoes in tin foil, burying them in the ground, roasting sweet potatoes and corn. Someone gathered dry bamboo sticks and dead leaves... just like wilderness survival. Everyone was doing their part to welcome Special Assistant Morgan. "Special Assistant Morgan doesn’t have a girlfriend, does he?" someone wondered. "I’m not sure. I’ve never seen him with any girl. He seems to always be alone." "Isn’t it possible that his girlfriend doesn’t work at our company?" "That shouldn’t be the case. With his position, he could have her transferred to our company, wouldn’t it be nice to be together every day? Going to and from work together." "They say he’s a rich second generation," someone whispered, "His family has a company." "No way?" someone exclaimed, "Where did you hear that? So why doesn’t he go back to inherit the family business?" "I’m not sure either, it’s just a rumor." "If I had a family business, why would I work for someone else? I’d go back home!" "Maybe everyone thinks differently." As they chatted, a white Maybach came into view, driving towards them and quickly parked by the cabin’s parking lot. A few female designers quickly tidied up their appearance, even their smiles becoming somewhat deliberate. Seeing the man of their dreams was always exciting. The car door opened, and surprisingly, a girl got out along with Finn Morgan... This made their hearts sink, and they felt a chill.