Reincarnation: My Possessive Beast Husband
Chapter 243 - 244: The Smug Little Boy

Chapter 243: Chapter 244: The Smug Little Boy

"Yes, sir, how much would you like?"

The shopkeeper was an earnest middle-aged man with a slight stoop in his back and a wobble in his walk, exuding an air of subservience when he spoke.

"Prepare ten buns for me. Here’s the Silver, and keep the change." The young boy fished out a piece of broken silver and tossed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper joyfully caught it and quickly went to prepare the buns.

Su Yan noticed that, although the boy was young, he always carried himself with an air of superiority, which seemed quite pompous...

In modern times, those little boys were so full of themselves, she never expected that boys in ancient times would be just as conceited.

Su Yan failed to realize that she had been sizing him up all along, her gaze glued to him.

It wasn’t until the young boy’s eyes slowly met hers, and he flashed her a half-smiling, half-mocking expression, that Su Yan realized her awkward state.

She immediately looked down and pretended to pick up a bun and start nibbling on it.

Before long, the shopkeeper had the buns ready and handed them to the young boy.

After taking the buns, he hopped onto the carriage and drove away.

Su Yan glanced at the carriage, curious about who could be inside, wondering how such a pompous boy came to be a coachman?

After eating, Su Yan paid her bill and continued to walk forward.

She wandered aimlessly until it was dark and had not found a place to stay.

Surrounding her were either woods or waist-high weeds, with only the dim moonlight illuminating everything in a sinister and eerie way.

Su Yan tightened her bundles and kept walking.

She wasn’t afraid of running into bandits; she was afraid of encountering ghosts...

After walking a bit more, Su Yan was pleasantly surprised to find an old temple in the distance.

According to the rules of time-travel novels, when the female protagonist is wandering through desolate mountains and wild ridges, she’s bound to come across an old temple or a rundown house that provides shelter.

Sure enough, she had found one.

Su Yan, delighted, quickened her pace towards the temple and even broke into a jog now and then.

Only when she approached did she notice that a familiar-looking carriage was parked at the temple’s entrance.

There was also a faint light inside the temple; it must have been the occupants of the carriage seeking shelter.