The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 736: I Can Support You (3)_1

Chapter 736: Chapter 736: I Can Support You (3)_1

Yang Ruxin glanced at Gu Yao, then stopped in her tracks and turned back, "So, Master Mo has made up his mind so quickly?"

"Divine Doctor, about that... can we make it a bit cheaper? This time, five hundred taels is too expensive. The previous ten thousand taels already..." Yang Baiyue was visibly conflicted. The previous ten thousand taels were all the private savings he could come up with at the moment. It wasn’t that he didn’t have the money, but now that he’d lost the key, he simply couldn’t get to it. And if it were to be five hundred taels every month in the future, it really would be too burdensome.

"Then there’s nothing to be done," Yang Ruxin spread her hands, "You’re the first patient who not only doesn’t tip but also haggles over the price. We have no special relationship, so I obviously can’t treat you for free, but if I ask for less, it would tarnish my teacher’s reputation..." she said, waving her hand, "But Master Mo shouldn’t rush to make a decision. After all, there’s still a month left. If you’ve made up your mind, just go to Haus Street, number eight, and find someone named Qian Er. He’ll get the message to me... However, you must decide in advance, or else if you can’t find me and miss the time, that also won’t be good..." Having said that, she no longer dilly-dallied and truly walked out the door.

Gu Yao watched Yang Baiyue with a sympathetic glance, then quickly followed Yang Ruxin out. He felt immensely relieved that they weren’t enemies with this woman and that his elder brother had wisely taken her in in time; otherwise, she could bankrupt you in minutes.

Yang Baiyue could only fume in anger. However, now that he was in good health, he could afford to lose his temper. It was said that he returned to his room and smashed a complete set of celadon tea bowls to pieces.

Meanwhile, Gu Qingheng, who was relieved to have taken in Yang Ruxin, was also feeling a bit frustrated because someone had actually come looking for him.

"Master Gu, I really am smitten with you," Li Cuicui, dressed in a bright red jacket and skirt, held a handkerchief in her hand and bashfully gazed at the handsome man in front of her as her heart throbbed wildly, "My family is wealthy, I can support you..."

Li Cuicui was the eldest daughter of Town Li, the town’s wealthy merchant. Though she was eighteen years old, her round, ball-like figure meant she was still unmarried. Despite this, Miss Cuicui’s family was well-off; her father alone owned over a thousand mu of good farmland, and many farmers in Lianhua Town rented land from her family. So, even though she looked like a ball, she had high standards when it came to choosing a man.

A man had to be good-looking to be considered.

Thus, after seeing Gu Qingheng by chance, Miss Cuicui’s heart started fluttering. Even if she knew that the beautiful gentleman already had someone in his heart, what of it? Her family had money—did that village girl who sold pancake fruit have any?

And so, even though she had been scared away by Yang Ruxin with a snake last time, how could she simply give up? Instead, she became even more anxious and, after much inquiry, finally located Gu Qingheng’s residence.

Today, she had dressed up especially to declare her love for him.

"Get out!" Gu Qingheng’s face darkened.

"Oh dear, even when you’re angry, you look so handsome..." Despite his reaction, Li Cuicui became even more infatuated, "Ah, it makes my heart itch..." She thought to herself how nice it would be to pinch that tender face. Pining for it, she raised her hand.

A murderous aura suddenly emanated from Gu Qingheng’s entire being.

Li Cuicui’s raised hand suddenly felt an icy chill, and she hesitated to reach out any further, what a pity.

"Roll out of here this instant." The Feng Family was displeased as well. It seemed this woman had come to tease their young master, and how could they allow that? They almost cursed, "Otherwise, I’ll have to chase you out with the broom..."