This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

If you want to do it, just do it!

She walked over naturally, casually tied the straps of the raincoat, and then casually patted the heavy raincoat, saying:

"He Jing, come back soon!"

He Jing was surprised by her sudden action. The person in front of him raised her eyes and looked at him with concern through her thick eyelashes, which was very touching—he felt his heart beat faster.

A deep, pleasant voice sounded: "Hmm. Is there anything you'd like me to bring back?"

"No." Ye Xiaoxiao shook her head. From her angle, He Jing looked even more handsome, with distinct and angular features. The eyes beneath his sword-like eyebrows had lost their usual aloofness and indifference, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

Ok?

Embarrassed?

Ye Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, a mischievous thought forming in her mind. Was he a little shy?

As if to confirm her suspicions, she took another small step forward, but could go no further.

The person in front of her had clear, bright eyes that stared intently at her, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye added to her charm.

He Jing froze instantly, standing frozen under the eaves: Why was she so close? She dared not move! Would she be noticed if she secretly swallowed?

Ye Xiaoxiao chuckled, surprised that he was so innocent.

Putting aside her intention to tease her, she urged He Jing to hurry up and leave, otherwise it would be dark when they returned.

He Jing picked up the wild boar meat he was going to sell and walked outside, letting out a slight sigh of relief as he felt the ground was a bit too slippery.

All the way there, he kept thinking about one question: Did she have feelings for me?

As soon as He Jing left, Ye Xiaoxiao waited for the system to notify her that her "darkening value" had decreased.

Lower! Lower! Lower!

Hmm? There's no sound at all.

How can it be useless?

[Nonsense! Host, you can't try to take shortcuts!]

Ye Xiaoxiao: I was just concerned about him.

[Your intentions are too obvious. Simply trying to lower your "darkening" level won't work; you're not being sincere.]

Ye Xiaoxiao: How come you don't know that I'm being sincere?

I know what you're thinking.

Ye Xiaoxiao felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Did she sometimes covet He Jing's beautifully shaped body?

I know that too.

Ye Xiaoxiao: ...How am I supposed to flirt with other people in the future?

[...Is this what I can hear?]

......

Shanxie Village.

Looking at her son lying on the bed groaning incessantly, Zhao Chunhua felt a pang of heartache. Treating this broken leg must be quite expensive.

She complained to Zhao Chunxiu, who was standing next to her, "Tell me, why am I so unlucky? Not only did I marry a lazy gambler, but now my son has become like this too."

Zhao Chunxiu patted her hand, glanced at her nephew Qian Yitong lying on the bed in a miserable state, and comforted him, "Alas, it's all fate. Yitong is indeed a pitiful child."

Zhao Chunhua suddenly broke free of her grip and blamed her sister: "Hmph! If it weren't for your Yuemei instigating my Yitong, how could he have ended up like this?"

Zhao Chunxiu stared wide-eyed, not understanding what this had to do with her son.

"Chunhua, what do you mean by this? Yuemei is your niece, after all."

Zhao Chunhua sneered, "Hmph! It was your Yuemei who instigated my Yitong and a kid from the next village to bully that Ye Xiaoxiao. They failed and ended up getting beaten up by her. If he hadn't been beaten up, how could he have broken his leg by getting up to go to the outhouse in the middle of the night?"

"My dear sister, this isn't just something I made up." Zhao Chunxiu said with a skeptical look.

Seeing that her sister didn't believe her, Zhao Chunhua rolled her eyes and said bluntly, "Would I lie to you? I've never thought of your Yuemei as a good person since we were kids."

As soon as he said that, Zhao Chunxiu disagreed.

She can scold her own daughter however she wants, but she won't agree to anyone else speaking ill of her daughter, not even her own sister.

She retorted sarcastically, "Hmph! What kind of good bird is your son? He's a petty thief, and when he grows up, he only does despicable things."

"If your daughter hadn't misled him first, why would he have gone?"

"If he weren't so despicable, how could he have been fooled?"

The two sisters were arguing so fiercely inside the house that the roof was about to be blown off.

"Zhao Chunxiu! Did you come here today to laugh at me?"

"There's nothing I can do if that's how you think!"

"I'm telling you this: if my son Yitong can't find a wife, your Yuemei will have to call me mother-in-law!"