Female supremacy: sweet girl turns into a rough woman, farming and starting a business to support he

"Jiaojiao, stay in my room tonight."

This, this, this?

Is it so direct?

Aren't you going to beat around the bush?

She pursed her lips slightly, but didn't know how to refuse. She knew that this was what Lin's father meant.

Maybe Lin Yiyan was forced to speak.

Lin Yiyan looked at the woman in front of him, his face full of embarrassment but he remained silent. A sadness flashed across his eyes and he lowered his eyes to avoid her sight.

"It's okay. There's no rush to answer. It's okay if you don't come tonight."

After he said that, he walked around her and went straight to his room.

When Lin Jiaojiao heard the sound of the door closing behind her, she felt bitter in her heart.

What? Is it really okay not to go tonight?

I went back to the room, took out the little book and put it in the wooden box next to the bed. I would return it to Aunt Lin when I was empty in a few days.

Hey…

He walked to the window and propped it up with a stick, looking at the small courtyard illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun. Father Lin coughed from time to time as he was driving two roosters that accidentally escaped back into the chicken coop.

There was a faint smell of medicine in the air; Lin Yizhi was making medicine for his father.

"system?"

"I'm here."

"This isn't real, is it?"

"Sorry host, this is true."

Although Lin Jiaojiao already knew the answer, she felt like she was still playing a game. She might go back one day. She just wanted to make this family live a better life and didn't want to leave too much emotional debt.

She lowered the window, walked to the box beside the bed, took out the jewelry box, and began to continue making the jewelry that she had not finished at noon.

She didn't know how long she had been doing this, but the room had already become completely dark. Just as she had packed up her things, she heard Lin Yizhi's voice from outside the door.

"My dear wife, I have prepared water for you and put it in my room. Go and wash yourself."

"Okay, thank you Yizhi."

...

After coming out of Lin Yizhi's room after taking a shower, I found that Lin's father was also sitting in the main room. Usually, he would feel sleepy not long after taking medicine, so he went to rest early.

She knew she couldn't escape.

"Ahem, Jiao'er, Dad knows you are sensible, don't let Yan'er wait too long."

She saw Father Lin looking at her with sincere and pleading eyes, and she couldn't bring herself to say no.

"I know, Dad. You should get some rest early. I'll go find my friend in a few days and ask her if she has any cough medicine. Your cough will get better, don't worry."

Father Lin looked at Lin Jiaojiao's serious eyes, and he was touched and nodded with a smile.

"Dad believes in Jiao'er. Dad is still waiting to help you take care of the child."

Lin Jiaojiao felt a headache when she heard that it was another child. Although it was not hers, she didn't want one either.

She packed her things and knocked on Lin Yiyan's door under the watchful eyes of Lin's father and Lin Yizhi.

"Come in, it's not locked."

She reached out and slowly pushed open the door. The sound of the old door opening was particularly clear in the quiet space.

As she stepped in, sadness flashed in Lin Yizhi's eyes. He lowered his head and whispered to Lin's father that he would go back to his room to rest first.

Father Lin watched his son leave and sighed in his heart. He had seen the changes in everyone during this period of time, and he also knew that Lin Yizhi had fallen in love with Lin Jiaojiao.

He stood up, covered his mouth and nose, coughed softly, and walked into the house.

Lin Jiaojiao stood in front of the door with her feet together, not knowing what to do with her hands.

She looked at Lin Yiyan, who was sitting in front of her at the dressing table. Her delicate profile was illuminated by the faint light of the oil lamp. Her fair jade hands were combing her black hair with a comb, and a faint halo was emanating from her whole body.

Beauty comes with special effects?

Lady Yan looked up, her lips curled up, and there was a smile in her eyes.

"Why are you standing there? Come over here and help me comb my hair."

Lin Jiaojiao was too embarrassed to say no, so she walked over slowly. As she approached him, a faint floral scent wafted into her nose, which was the scent of soap after he took a bath.

She stood behind him and took the comb, only to find that the clothes he was wearing were very loose. From her angle, she could look down and vaguely see his fair and translucent skin.

"... "

What is this for?

Was this intentional or unintentional? She thought it was intentional, but she was afraid that she was just being narcissistic.

Her face was now hot and her muscles were tense. She forced herself to look away, silently repeating to herself that color is emptiness and emptiness is color.

Lin Yiyan looked at himself in the mirror, touched the scar on his brow, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Jiaojiao."

"Um…"

"I've wronged you."

Lin Jiaojiao felt that she was indeed quite wronged. Why did she have to endure such torture?

"No grievance, no grievance."

Lin Yiyan realized that the person behind him did not understand what he meant, so he turned his head and looked up at her.

"I'm sorry for forcing you to marry someone like me who has a disfigured face and a bad reputation."

Lin Jiaojiao looked down into his eyes and sighed inwardly. She felt like she was about to become a close sister.

"Lin Yiyan, disfigurement is not the real disfigurement. The real disfigurement is losing yourself."

He was stunned. What did it mean to lose himself? Ever since he started to grow up, people around him said that he was handsome and had a good personality, and would definitely marry an extraordinary man.

He began to put on a mask, restrained his temper, spoke and acted carefully, and developed in the direction everyone expected.

After losing his beautiful appearance, he realized that he was nothing. He felt that he had been living in darkness from then on and could never touch the sunlight again.

His throat was dry and his eyes were sore, so he quickly turned his head back to calm his expression.

"Jiaojiao, thank you."

Lin Jiaojiao continued to talk nonsense: "Don't care about what others think, just be yourself, and I think this scar doesn't affect your appearance, on the contrary, it makes you more handsome."

Lin Yiyan touched his scar. Handsome? The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. Jiaojiao could even say such words to coax him.

But he loves to listen.

He stood up, took Lin Jiaojiao's hand, and walked towards the bed.

Lin Jiaojiao didn't come to her senses until she sat on the edge of the bed.

No? Weren't we just discussing life? Why are you getting straight to the point?

Lin Yiyan had already gotten on the bed and was lying on the innermost side. He turned sideways and looked at Lin Jiaojiao who was sitting stiffly on the edge of the bed, and spoke helplessly.

"Come up and sleep. Don't do anything. I know you came here just to make Dad feel at ease."

Lin Jiaojiao felt relieved after hearing this. She had already thought of several excuses, but she just didn't know how to start.

Fortunately, Lin Yiyan spoke first. It turned out that she was narcissistic. Wow, in fact, she was not so determined in her heart. Maybe she would give in if you push her?

She also wanted to experience the happiness of being a woman in a world where women are superior, but she only had the desire but not the courage.

After she blew out the oil lamp, she tiptoed onto the bed and lay down at the outermost edge, not daring to move any closer.

In the quiet night, the chirping of crickets outside the window and the sound of her breathing beside her ears seemed particularly clear.

Under this inhuman torture, she closed her eyes and began to fall drowsy. When her consciousness had fallen into darkness, a soft sigh was heard from the darkness.

"Are you really Lin Jiaojiao?"