The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 1077: Disappointment (5)

Chapter 1077: Chapter 1077: Disappointment (5)

Gu Qingheng came directly over and took Yang Ruxin’s shoulder in a possessive manner, his gaze carrying a hint of provocation.

Song San’s eyes narrowed slightly, really wanting to chop off that hand resting on the young girl’s shoulder.

"We were originally enjoying the scenery, but then Young Master Song San suddenly went on a killing spree; it was hard to ignore," Yang Ruxin’s lips curved slightly, "You also mentioned that the Buddhist temple is a place of tranquility, isn’t it a bit too much?"

"Whether it’s too much depends on who it is," Song San’s smile turned devilish, "If Lady Xinxin is showing admiration for me, I would be very pleased."

Guilt surged through Gu Qingheng, this was a blatant attempt to steal his girl. He had always known this guy was up to no good.

Yang Ruxin reached out and took Gu Qingheng’s hand, signaling him to keep his cool, then turned to Song San with a smile, "There’s an old saying about the deepest enmity being reserved for one’s father’s killer and the stealer of one’s wife. Isn’t it a bit dishonorable for Young Master Song to so blatantly tempt another man’s wife?"

"If I can tempt her away, what do I care about making enemies with the rest of the world?" Song San’s eyebrows lifted slightly, "I wonder if Lady Xinxin would give me the chance?"

"Heh heh..." But Yang Ruxin just flashed a grin, "Conceit can be a good thing, but too much of it isn’t." She paused, "I’m not interested in you."

"Conceit plus one?" Gu Qingheng suddenly blinked his eyes, "Doesn’t that just stink?"

Yang Ruxin reached out to pinch his face, "Clever. So do you want to be even cleverer?" she said, extending her hand.

Song San’s eyes narrowed slightly again.

Gu Qingheng then put an ancient silver ring into Yang Ruxin’s open palm.

"The favor you owe me, you can repay with her life," Yang Ruxin said as she tossed the ring over, "And to be clear, you’re not as handsome as my man, so give it up."

"You..." Song San caught the ring, his expression turning ugly, but in the end, he let go of it.

Immediately, Peng Mingzi fell to the ground, coughing.

"Mingzi..." Zhen Xiaofeng hurried over to help Peng Mingzi.

"Cough cough... I’m fine," Peng Mingzi got to her feet, then turned to thank Yang Ruxin, "Thank you."

Yang Ruxin nodded.

Peng Mingzi hurriedly left with Zhen Xiaofeng. That sister really couldn’t be left to her own devices. She had said she was going to the latrine but hadn’t given up her schemes. If they hadn’t run into Yang Ruxin today, she might have... Touching her burning neck, she knew that man really would have killed her.

But now, she owed Yang Ruxin an enormous favor.

"My mood’s been spoiled," Yang Ruxin glanced at Gu Qingheng.

"We’ll come back when there’s no one around to spoil it," Gu Qingheng switched to holding Yang Ruxin’s hand and turned to walk back.

Song San watched Yang Ruxin’s retreating figure: "I believe there might be a day when you change your mind."

Yang Ruxin stopped in her tracks and turned to give him a look, "Are you planning on getting plastic surgery?"

Song San was taken aback.

"Your eyes aren’t as good-looking as my man’s, your skin isn’t as fine as my man’s, your nose isn’t as straight as my man’s, your lips aren’t as sexy as my man’s... And the key point is, your heart isn’t as kind as my man’s..." Yang Ruxin counted off on her fingers, "So, what makes you so confident that I’ll change my mind?"

Song San’s face immediately turned as unsightly as the bottom of a pot; his looks were always chased after by everyone. How had he become worthless in this woman’s eyes?