Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

It was clear that Hua Ying and Hua Ying didn't understand what was going on between them, so they immediately went out so as not to disturb their conversation.

Ming Huaying glanced at the backyard again and said, "Why don't I go to Mingxin Mansion first? There seems to be some misunderstanding here."

Ji Huatao said: "I'll go with you."

Any misunderstandings among them can only be solved by them.

At this moment, it seems that the situation has been reversed. Originally, Xie Zhiwu was controlling Xiaofeng, but now this situation seems to be being questioned.

Xie Zhiwu still lowered his head, Xiaofeng looked at him reluctantly.

When Xiaofeng first entered the valley, their master was not very strict with others.

After meeting this person, the master seemed to have changed. He never smiled when he treated others, and he was either serious or heavy-handed all day long.

And that man was also very strange. Xiaofeng had only seen this side of him. He was handsome and gentle, but he almost lost his face when he saw the master.

After he left, the master stood there for a long time and didn't come back to his senses until she shouted.

In a village far away from Tancheng, a man relieved his burden and looked young.

He took a sip of the herbal tea in the yard and wiped his face casually. With this look, no matter who told him which family the young master was from, he wouldn't believe it.

Sheng Shuwen didn't believe it a month ago. He never thought that one day he would be far away from the life in Tancheng and the glory of the Sheng family, and lead others to live out their lives.

The yard was only surrounded by a circle of fence, and Sheng Shuwen could only reach his waist when he stood there. The spikes on it were probably just to give him some psychological comfort.

He put down the tea bowl and made a crisp sound on the table.

When the people in the house heard the noise, they opened the curtains and came out. When they saw the person coming, their eyes suddenly felt distressed.

He hurried over and grabbed his sleeves to wipe his sweat.

Sheng Shuwen looked at the fatigue dissipating from his sweetheart's face, and at this moment he just felt comfortable.

His hands moved to caress the other party's waist. Ji Huayan was not completely used to this, and there was no cover in the yard during the day, so a blush appeared on her face.

She gave him an angry look and kept moving her hands: "Why don't you take a rest in the afternoon? This firewood is enough for today."

Sheng Shuwen slowly tightened his arms, and the distance between the two gradually narrowed. He rubbed the hair on the other's head: "I heard from the villagers that it will rain tomorrow. I don't know how long it will rain this time. I'd better save more."

His eyes gradually became lonely and he asked: "Yan'er, do you regret following me? You could have enjoyed the service of others at home. Isn't it tiring to follow me out?"

Ji Huayan's eyes were filled with happiness. She was not angry after hearing these words, but just shook her head slowly.

"I worked so hard to get you, how could I give up just because I gave up? As long as I'm with you, I can live any life."

Sheng Shuwen was gradually satisfied, and after lunch, he went out with the knife in his hand.

But this time Ji Huayan waited around at home but saw no one.

Sheng Shuwen would come back very late some time ago, but this time she felt a little uneasy.

It was a bit chilly in the evening, so Ji Huayan wrapped herself tightly and wanted to go out to look for someone before it was completely dark.

The moment she stepped out of the door, she was shrouded in darkness and shrank back in fear.

Ji Huayan carefully recalled the two people's companionship along the way. If Sheng Shuwen had not been there, Ji Huayan would not have known what to do.

Although the journey was hard, the moment was worth it in her eyes.

Ji Huayan emboldened herself, closed the door and followed the route Sheng Shuwen took to find him.

She almost walked around the village without seeing anyone. She was afraid that Sheng Shuwen had gone home, so she quickly stepped up her pace. If she didn't see her, Sheng Shuwen would definitely be nervous.

But as she stood in front of the closed door, her heart gradually sank.

"From Awen's family."

Ji Huayan raised her head and looked back. There seemed to be a bright light moving in the distance, and she seemed to hear someone shouting.

"From Awen's family."

Another sound, and it seemed that she heard it correctly.

Ji Huayan took a few steps that way. She didn't dare to make a mistake in the darkness. She rarely went out since she moved in. Sheng Shuwen dealt with people on weekdays.

Even if he said a few words to her, it was for Sheng Shuwen's sake.

She wasn't sure who was coming at this time.

But the man kept shouting, which made Ji Huayan shake his mind.

Maybe there's something really urgent.

Ji Huayan walked forward slowly with this thought, and finally saw the face of the man clearly when she encountered the bright light. It was the village chief.

The village chief was sweating profusely. When he saw people coming, he didn't care to criticize them. He could only point at the people on his back.

Only then did Ji Huayan realize that the village chief was carrying someone on his back, and this person looked very familiar.

When she finally opened the door, Ji Huayan's heartbeat accelerated and she almost couldn't breathe.

"Awen."

she shouted weakly.

The village chief saw that it was difficult to talk to the person like this, so he helped carry the person back home.

Ji Huayan tucked someone in and asked, "Village chief, what's wrong with Awen?"

The village chief was wiping the sweat from his forehead at the moment, and his mouth was dry and he couldn't answer the question: "I didn't hear people saying that it was going to rain and cut more firewood quickly, but I saw Awen lying down on the road. Why don’t you send the person over quickly?”

"How could this be?"

Ji Huayan was caught up in her own sadness and did not pay attention to the village chief's emotions.

The village chief had been carrying someone for so long without even asking for a bowl of water. Seeing that the young couple couldn't say harsh words, he could only endure it without saying anything and went out.

Sheng Shuwen was lying on the bed, his lips were pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

I don't know if the clothes on my body were scratched or something, but there were long and thin marks everywhere.

Ji Huayan took off his outer shirt, and the inner shirt was also stained with gray.

I don’t know what happened to make this happen.

She touched Sheng Shuwen's forehead and felt for her pulse, but she didn't feel the cold or fever.

Fortunately, I learned a lot of things at home when I was young, and I can put them to use now.

I just don’t know what’s going on and I’m unconscious.

Sheng Shuwen's clothes were taken off one by one, and his originally fair complexion was tanned to another extreme.

But there were no scars on his body, and there was nothing else except dark skin on his back.

Ji Huayan really didn't understand why at this moment.

She sighed and brought a basin of water, soaked the handkerchief and wiped Sheng Shuwen's body.

When I first met Sheng Shuwen, I was still a little shy. Although I didn't fully adapt, I got better.

Ji Huayan wiped it from top to bottom and hesitated when she reached her lower body.

Finally, he lifted up his trouser legs and wiped them carefully.

There was just something wrong when the veil brushed against my calf.

Ji Huayan approached with an oil lamp. The light flickered and the marks on her legs became more obvious.

There was a circle of red marks on the calf, as thin as if it had been strangled by a rope.

Ji Huayan's heart trembled and she rubbed it with her fingers.