Chapter 587

Early in the morning, at Southern Village... The morning mist blanketed the small village, the atmosphere quiet and tranquil. The delicate house made of bamboo was a home hidden away from the rest of the world. Every morning, Annabel would wake up early to manage the vegetables and prepare breakfast. A photographer had captured her movement, made it into a short clip, and posted it on social media. Within a few days, Annabel’s account already garnered 40 million fans, impressively so like she was a celebrity. It was because she was never fake in the clip and did not do it for show—it was purely habitual. There she was, carrying a big basket of dried woods she got from the forest on her back, weighing over 100 kilograms. Her small figure bent over due to the pressure and her clear face full of sweat was not a pretty, dainty sight. If it was some other superstars, they would think this made an ugly posture. However, Annabel did not mind at all, she carried the blocks of wood o