Chapter 61: I’m Smitten

Tang Jizu turned to look at Tang Baoyu.

Tang Baoyu’s face changed dramatically. “Father, I’m so young—I can’t possibly kowtow that many times…”

“One bow from you can be worth two copper coins. Just a little over a thousand bows will clear the debt. Since you caused this mess, you’ll have to deal with it yourself. Go with them and start bowing.” Tang Jizu turned his head away, his face full of reluctant pity.

Qin Huiyin glanced at Tang Baoyu, then at Tang Jizu, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Uncle, strictly speaking, this matter…”

“Jian, are you coming fishing with us?” At that moment, Ming Qian held a fishing rod in her hand, waving at Yishui as she spoke.

Some dogs, greedy by nature, specialize in stealing chicks. Most of the time, they act as if nothing’s wrong, but the moment you let your guard down, they strike. The villagers, of course, have their ways of dealing with such creatures.

“Ha! Perhaps it’s because the Twelfth Young Master’s reputation has become too formidable these days?” Watching the two, Kou Zhong couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy and let out a soft laugh.

The one who drew a sharp breath was Meng Yun. Hearing about the future of the company’s income and expenses for the first time, he was profoundly shocked. As for Han Jun and Tian Lu, both showed no emotion. They were already accustomed to the company’s staggering finances.

“What’s going on? How can this be? The power of the formation clearly increased! Why is this happening?” Kari stared ahead in utter disbelief.

Qiao Qiao’s face lit up with joy, but Lu Xuan’s gaze remained fixed on Lei Chan. Just as Lu Xuan had predicted, Huo Yihua’s words pushed Lei Chan, whose face had turned ashen, to the brink of losing control.

He wasn’t ready to head to the provincial capital just yet. Unlike the township or county, where everyone was an old acquaintance and failure was of little consequence, in the province, one wrong move could alert a host of competitors, and that would spell disaster.

Inside the room, only a single lamp was lit. Song Chuyi, whose eyesight was poor, could only squint to make out his surroundings. Zhao Yilou still wore a charming smile on his handsome face, his cheeks tinged with red, bearing the look of a heartbreaker. Yet his well-built body was covered with scars, some still scabbing over.

The police all shook their heads. Who knew if this thing was poisonous? What if the fat man played some dirty trick?

Everyone was still dressed, as they were used to it, and didn’t care that Ye Chen was in the water. Each person jumped in and caught hold of a piece of wood floating on the surface.

When Fang Yafei walked over, wide-eyed, she froze. It was hard for her to believe—the Dreamfei Hotel of Yafei Company had turned out like this?

On the other end of the phone, before her brother could answer, she was met with the busy tone of a dropped call.

“No, maybe I just spent too long shopping yesterday and haven’t recovered. I want to rest for a day,” Fang Mumu explained quickly, afraid her mother would see through her true reluctance to go out.

“The total is one thousand seven hundred eighty-five.” The clerk at the payment window looked at the number on the calculator and spoke.

At this moment, Bai Hua opened the medicine bundle and began to arrange the various herbs inside the paper packet.

“Eighth Brother, don’t worry, Ninth Sister will never let you down.” The Ninth Princess’s beautiful eyes sparkled with a hint of a smile as she sent a mysterious glance toward Qin Tian.

Letting Lin Luzhi return to the Wei family was just the first step. With Wei Jiao’s temperament, it would be hard for her not to clash with Lin Luzhi.

Yu Cai sat beside Zhang Yuanshan and his wife, listening to everyone discuss the Zhang family’s situation and their sincere intentions toward Fang Mumu. She could only smile and nod on occasion, making it seem as though she was listening.

Both items were mid-grade spiritual materials of the Violet rank. Even with the discount, Qin Zhilin spent a total of two hundred and thirty points.

Tang Ji smiled and spoke again, weaving his words together with practiced ease.

“Crow, what are you doing? We’re still inside the formation!” Demon Spider shouted, his voice full of anger.

Yet just as his words fell, Li Que glanced over and quietly remembered the other’s kindness.

Li Muzhi and Zhang Qingsong exchanged a look, a flash of malice passing through their eyes, their faces touched with satisfaction.