Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 444 - 0444 I will also wash green onions_1

Chapter 444: 0444 I will also wash green onions_1

Special Force Team member: ??????????

What the heck?!

This isn’t just blockbuster news; this is practically terror news.

Everyone had settled into thinking that Ellen Young not being engaged was the norm, and just a few months later, holy shit, she actually succeeded?

The Special Force Team member had a dreamy look: "That doesn’t seem right..."

Ellen Young, like an immortal? Could a mere mortal be worthy of her?

Damien Frost: "What’s not right?"

Member: "It’s not that... just that I feel, Miss Young deserves better."

Damien Frost sneered: "Name someone?"

Member: "..."

On second thought, damn, there really isn’t anyone.

They always felt that Ellen Young was too much like an immortal; either she would remain forever alone or she ought to find someone equally ethereal.

But that’s extremely difficult.

Considering the men around them and over the years, there are plenty smarter than Ruffy Smith, but people have specializations. Those are all bosses from different sectors, and age-wise, they’re on an entirely different level. Taylor Smith, although young, is the heir to the Smith family. Taylor mock him all he wants, but he has never truly doubted his son’s abilities. He seems quite reassured to entrust the Smith family to him, showing that he is indeed outstanding.

With the massive Smith family corporation, his status is nobly high, and he’s faultless in height, family background, and appearance. Not everyone can be like Ellen Young; her caliber is exceedingly rare, if not nonexistent.

Ruffy Smith is already rare enough. A person like him truly deserves to be called a heaven’s favored child; ordinary people can’t even come into contact with him.

From this, it’s clear that Ellen Young isn’t undiscerning; when she does choose, she picks the very best.

The member, once he understood, suddenly felt a tinge of sorrow.

"It’s all because Miss Young is too outstanding; we’ve lost our judgment when it comes to ordinary people."

To think no one compares to Ellen Young is not a loss of judgment.

Damien Frost: "..."

He looked at the quiet little house and let out a soft chuckle.

It’s actually quite nice. He’s been by Ellen Young’s side for a while, and although outwardly he treats her as a scholar, he’s aware that Ellen Young too has the same emotional needs as anyone else. Damien saw this clearly, or else why would she have kept Lucy Wood?

She’s not indifferent; she’s just become accustomed to not caring over the years.

This allowed everyone to think she was aloof and detached from the world.

In the morning, when Ellen Young got up, the first thing she did was change Blackie’s dog food, and at the exact appointed time, Ruffy Smith appeared.

But this time, Michael, after being inactive all night, immediately sounded the alarm upon detecting a stranger: "Intruder alert, Ellen Young, intruder alert, an intruder is trespassing on your territory!"

Ruffy Smith walked in, yet before he could smile, Michael’s words hit him like a ton of bricks.

His face darkened: "What intruder?"

Seeing him, Ellen Young found it rather amusing: "I upgraded it. It now has automatic recognition. Your data hasn’t been entered yet, so it mistook you as an intruder."

She called Michael over to input Ruffy Smith’s information then, with hands in pockets, asked him, "What would you like to eat?"

She’s actually asking for someone else’s preference.

I remember the first time when Ruffy Smith didn’t even have a choice whether his meal would be spicy or not.

Ruffy Smith laughed, "Anything’s fine. Whatever you make is delicious. I’ll help you with the prep."

Ellen Young: "Other than peeling garlic, you don’t know how to do anything else."

Ruffy Smith corrected her: "I can also wash green onions."

Ellen Young: "..."

Now that Michael has the information and recognizes Ruffy Smith’s image, it approached and asked, "What’s your name? How old are you this year?"

"..."

It has switched to taking a census after all.