Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 250 - 251: Better Not to Mention It (Fourth Update)_1

Chapter 250: Chapter 251: Better Not to Mention It (Fourth Update)_1

"Forget it, let’s not discuss this matter," Ye Ge said.

"No, we must discuss it," Nan Feng said: "Who is this person and what have you done to him?"

As Nan Feng seemed anxious, Ye Ge on the contrary, appeared calm, his face softened, "He’s a subordinate of mine, named Liu Niannian."

"How did you assume he was mine?" Nan Feng continued to ask.

"There’s no need to go into details."

"..." Well, if Ye Ge didn’t want to discuss it, Nan Feng wouldn’t press anymore, as long as it wasn’t a woman.

After all, Ye Ge didn’t have to be responsible for a man.

Nan Feng sighed in relief, "Thank goodness, it’s just Liu Niannian."

"What do you mean, ’thank goodness’?" Ye Ge asked.

"It is... just as it sounds," Nan Feng said.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, just silently staring at each other.

Nan Feng could tell Ye Ge was no longer angry, but she didn’t dare move as he was holding her.

After a long silent gaze, Ye Ge suddenly asked Nan Feng, "Nan Feng, are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid? No," Nan Feng said.

"I went to shower this morning with no ulterior motives, but after you ran off, I gave it some thought and felt you were afraid of me," Ye Ge said nonchalantly.

Nan Feng’s face turned crimson down to the base of her neck, but her waist was tightly enclosed in Ye Ge’s arms, rendering it impossible to escape.

"It’s not... it’s just..." she couldn’t voice the reason.

Ye Ge is a man of his era. If she told him that she only wanted to marry him and not have children so soon, he would definitely think she’s a lunatic.

"Is it because we aren’t officially married hence you are scared?" Ye Ge asked.

Nan Feng nodded, procrastination seemed her only option.

Ye Ge held Nan Feng in his arms, gently soothing her back: "Nan Feng, I will find a way to marry you as soon as possible."

"..." Nan Feng nodded and then cuddled up against him more comfortably.

The two chatted for a while, discussing the business in Nan Feng’s shop and the prospect of hiring help. Ye Ge mentioned a place where they could find people.

...

The following afternoon.

Nan Feng went to the place Ye Ge had mentioned.

Nan Feng had previously visited the county town and had a general understanding of the area, but she didn’t know there was such a place on the west street. It was an open area covered with garbage on the outskirts of the western suburb. Many disheveled people sat huddled together, appearing listless and desolate.

However, some seemed indifferent, fanning themselves, observing the passer-by, even marketing openly: "Come on, my daughter is twelve years old, beautiful as a flower, bound to be a money tree in the future."

Ye Ge had told Nan Feng that these were parents looking to sell their children because of poverty. Local residents came here when they needed servants. For a few taels of silver, one could buy a servant for a lifetime of service.

Nan Feng saw some lavishly dressed women picking out girls, presumably for salacious purposes.

Selling children was legal in this era, and the authorities could not intervene. In this era without family planning or contraception, some families had more children than they could afford. Selling a child to a wealthy family could guarantee food security for the child.

Nan Feng thought to herself, she had to work hard to earn money while she was young so as to provide for her future children.

As soon as she entered, numerous people approached her: "Lady, do you need a servant? My daughter is thirteen years old. She can feed chickens at three, cook at four, and work on the farm at five. She’s a good seedling indeed."

Others said: "Lady, I have a son. He can do all kinds of chores, particularly adept at looking after people, and he’s robust too. If you don’t believe me, let him show you some Kung Fu."

A skinny boy, as thin as a bean sprout, emerged and performed a somersault.

Nan Feng frowned; she didn’t like children who knew how to flatter grown-ups, she preferred them innocent.