The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Yang Ruxin looked at Zhou Xiao thoughtfully.

Zhou Xiao, on the other hand, was a bit shy under her gaze: "Ruxin sister, did I say something wrong?"

"You didn't say anything wrong." Yang Ruxin gestured for her to sit down, "I just want to ask, if the silver comes from your father, then is the building truly your own?"

"I…"

"Moreover, why do you want this building?"

"I want to give Mengmeng a home." Zhou Xiao's face turned a little red.

"That's a good thought." Yang Ruxin smiled, "But, are you certain you'll settle down here? Don't forget, your home isn't here…"

"But Ruxin sister, this is your home, it's Mengmeng's home." Zhou Xiao's eyes sparkled, "So in the future, it'll also be my home… no matter where I go later, this will always be my home…"

"Alright." Yang Ruxin chuckled, "But to build it, you'll need to use silver that you earned yourself… However, since you're still young, for now let your father lend you the money—but you'll have to pay it back in the future."

"Alright." Zhou Xiao nodded excitedly, "Don't worry, Ruxin sister, I'll definitely earn silver myself. I can absolutely support Mengmeng."

While the Yang Family was cheerful, in a certain inn in the county town, the atmosphere was heavy.

The subordinate scratched by Xiaohei knelt on the ground, exaggerating the story as he recounted it, naturally absolving himself and placing all the blame on Yang Ruxin—describing her as cunning, ruthless, and so on, babbling while crying.

"Idiot!" The effeminate man kicked the subordinate over, "You can't even handle such a minor matter."

The injured subordinate did not move; he had evidently stopped breathing.

"Why is Young Master Deng so angry?" At this moment, a graceful woman pushed the door open and walked in, "She's just a village girl; how could she be worth Young Master Deng's wrath?"

Deng Da gazed at the woman who entered, his expression softening: "Lady Alian, do you have a plan?"

"Isn't the reason that man survived and joined the army simply because he has money?" Alian walked over and sat directly on Deng Da's lap, stretching out her hand to hook his neck, "That Yang Ruxin is just a merchant's daughter. As long as her business fails, she'll have no money, which means cutting off that man's means of survival."

"Lady Alian, you're so clever…" Deng Da embraced Alian and suddenly stood up, walking toward the bed, where he tossed her onto it. In the next moment, he pounced on her, "No wonder your madam trusts you so deeply."

"And what about you, Young Master?" Alian giggled.

"What do you think?" Deng Da swung his large hand, sending the clothes and skirt on Alian's body ripping into strips and flying out, "I and your madam are one and the same…"

"I just hope Young Master remembers his promise to Alian…" Alian's voice broke into pieces, her dream was to become the Young Master's concubine.

"Rest assured, as long as we completely get rid of Gu Ye, you… will have your wish granted…"

The large bed began creaking noisily, unconcerned about the body lying lifeless on the floor.

"Who's there?" Deng Da roared, quickly throwing his clothes back on and dashing toward the window.

But by this moment, no matter how sharp he was, there was still some delay. When he reached the window, there was already nothing outside.