Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 399

Chapter 399: Chapter 399

Yang Fan’s original intention was just to let off some steam by intentionally humiliating her in return.

But he hadn’t expected that when the price reached ten thousand yuan, this scantily clad girl would agree without hesitation.

This, however, put Yang Fan in a difficult position.

Ten thousand yuan, if he excluded Old Zhou’s order, it would take him a long time to earn ten thousand...

"It’s true, but I still don’t think you’re worth that much!" Yang Fan changed his mind and shook his head.

The woman sized up Yang Fan from head to toe, then suddenly huffed loudly and shouted, "Are you playing me?!"

Yang Fan nodded, "You can think of it that way now."

"Good, you’re really something!" the woman exclaimed through gritted teeth.

Yang Fan watched her calmly, "Five thousand is my limit."

The woman glared at Yang Fan fiercely and sneered, "Fine, then just wait for your reputation to be ruined."

Perhaps because she had agreed to Yang Fan’s terms, despite speaking harshly, her aura seemed to suddenly diminish.

It looked a bit like bluster masking vulnerability.

"It’s okay, go ahead and rant now if you want, I can truthfully say, you came here to peddle your body, but I disagreed with your price, so you became enraged, and that’s why you’re acting like this. I believe soon there will probably be countless people coming over to cozy up to you," Yang Fan said indifferently.

Changing the subject, he continued with a smile, "But the prices they’ll offer will probably not be in the thousands but one hundred or two hundred. At that point, it seems unavoidable for you to argue with them again, even if what I said was a lie, it suddenly appears to become the truth."

"Although you look unfamiliar to me, since you are here, you must also be from nearby, right? If indeed countless people come to haggle with you, do you think you could still continue living in the town? Could your parents bear to face that?"

The woman’s face, meticulously made up, turned red and then pale in turns.

She imagined the scenario Yang Fan was describing.

The thought made her scalp tingle, as if countless lice were crawling over her, tangling her heart in knots.

And she had no good way to alter this situation.

Just now she had indeed been vehemently accusing Yang Fan of looking at her, but now many people around had noticed her talking with Yang Fan, making the whole scene look exactly like a negotiation.

"Six thousand!" the woman said fiercely, glaring at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled faintly and lightly said, "Five thousand."

"I’m a decent, upstanding young woman, and you still insist on quoting this price?" the woman growled through clenched teeth.

"Five thousand is actually a very high price in my eyes, I just blurted it out in a rush earlier, so I’m giving you some face by offering five thousand," Yang Fan said.

"Besides, whether you’re a respectable young woman, a married woman, or something else, who can say for sure? I don’t know anything about your background, I only think you are a somewhat attractive woman, and that’s all I know."

The woman, fuming, grimaced, then suddenly threw up her hands and shouted, "I’m done, okay?"

"You’re not shouting anymore? Well, I might start now," Yang Fan said deliberately.

It’s come to this critical moment, can you decide to just leave?

Today, Yang Fan was determined to spend that money.

"You..." the woman’s complexion turned livid as she clenched her teeth and said, "You really are a scoundrel."

Yang Fan nodded with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment."

"It’s just because I looked at you a bit more, and you called me a stinking pervert. Now you’re calling me a scoundrel, I don’t really mind. The only issue is, I did pay for this, we should call this a transaction."

The woman took a deep breath, and suddenly she moved her smooth, seemingly bare long legs and walked straight into Yang Fan’s Bai Cao Pavilion.

Yang Fan smiled and followed her inside.

"Where to?" the woman asked coldly.

"There are rooms inside." Yang Fan pointed towards the back door of the shop.

The woman strutted over with her long legs, probably out of spite, her walk was particularly forceful. Her high heels clacked loudly on Yang Fan’s floor, the tiles seemed like they could crack at any moment.

Yang Fan followed her, his gaze unabashedly traveling up along the woman’s slender legs.

Now he seemed to be able to stare without restraint.

Actually, prior to this, although the woman had come charging over to accost him fiercely,

Yang Fan wasn’t staring too obviously.

He knew that staring aggressively was not polite, especially at beautiful women on the street.

Even so, he had caught this narcissistic beauty’s attention.

Though her temper was truly foul and she was utterly unreasonable,

Her figure was quite impressive.

The two of them entered the backyard one after the other, with Yang Fan locking the shop’s back door behind them.

"Pay up." The woman didn’t directly enter the room but stood at the door extending her hand towards Yang Fan.

"I’ll pay after we’re done!" Yang Fan said.

"No way, you’re too unscrupulous. I’m worried that you’ll renege on the deal," the woman said very firmly.

Yang Fan chuckled lightly, "But I’m worried you might do the same."

"You’ve locked the door, how can I run? Pay up, and I’ll get it done," the woman said.

Yang Fan thought for a moment and nodded, "Then I’ll give you half first. I’m concerned you might run off midway."

He was planning to crush this woman, to let her taste the cruelty of the world. Thus, he genuinely worried that she might suddenly find it unbearable and flee, so he had to be somewhat cautious.

It takes a rogue to grind down another, he thought, determined to handle this villain thoroughly.

Seeing Yang Fan respond in such a way, the woman flung her hair back angrily and scoffed, "I’m fed up with you. When you were haggling you sounded so bold, but now you’re all hesitant when it’s time to pay. If you’re like this, why put up such a bold front? Fine, fine, just pay up, give me three thousand first."

This time, Yang Fan didn’t argue and promptly took out the money.

Seeing the money hit her account, I pushed the door open and walked in.

I leaned over the bed, my buttocks pressed against the edge. Pulling down what could barely be considered shorts slightly, I said coldly, "Come on."

Yang Fan reached out and pinched the somewhat petite, yet still quite perky buttocks, "I’m paying five thousand just for this service?"

"You’re here to get at me, not to buy that kind of service. If you wanted that, you should go to those places, not come to me. Besides, I’m not in that line of work and haven’t learned that stuff," the woman retorted.

"Well, you must know how to use your mouth, right? Get up, help me out," Yang Fan said.

"I don’t, I’ve already told you I’m a decent girl and I don’t know what you’re talking about. If you want to do it, hurry up and don’t waste my time here," the woman snapped back, flinging her hands.