Quick Transmigration: Host, Please Be a Mute Beauty

Jiang Qiao also sent a letter home. When she went to pick up the things, she was stunned. There were so many things. Had her mother emptied the house?

She lifted it up. One of the bags was okay; it just looked like it had a lot of stuff in it, but it wasn't as heavy as she had imagined. It contained winter clothes, which didn't take up much weight. However, there were some other things inside, which made it a bit heavy.

Jiang Qiao struggled to lift the things onto the oxcart; she was exhausted, her hands were red from being pulled so tight.

Duan Yujing hasn't returned yet.

After waiting for a long time, he came over with a large bag of things.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

The old man standing to the side smiled and said, "It's alright, it's not late. We don't leave until it's time; that's the rule."

Duan Yujing sat down next to Jiang Qiao.

quiet……

Another ten minutes or so passed.

The old man got into the oxcart and said, "Hold on tight, we're off!"

Jiang Qiao quickly steadied him.

A bumpy ride...

I must say, the environment in the countryside is really nice, and the air is so fresh.

Jiang Qiao took a deep breath of fresh air. At the same time, the big yellow cow defecated a huge pile of dung and lay quietly in the middle of the road.

Jiang Qiao: You big yellow ox, are you being polite? Can't you pull it later?

[Hahaha, this is hilarious! Host, does it smell good?]

Jiang Qiao deliberately disgusted him: "...It smells good, I have a strong palate."

Wangcai: ...She's disgusting.

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Before reaching the village entrance, Jiang Qiao spotted Jiang Zhouye in the distance, carrying a basket on his back and walking this way.

When Jiang Zhouye returned home and found Jiang Qiao was not there, he guessed that she might have gone to town. Fearing that she might have bought too many things, he calculated the time and decided to wait for her at the village entrance.

He watched as the girl sitting on the oxcart waved happily the moment she saw him, as if she were infected by the atmosphere, her eyes filled with uncontrollable smiles.

[Ding-dong~ Congratulations, host, your strategy value has reached 79%. We hope you'll keep up the good work! *kiss*]

Jiang Qiao waved her hand forcefully, startling Duan Yujing who was standing next to her. He followed her gaze and saw a strong, muscular man standing not very close. He couldn't make out his features, but he knew he was a young man.

A sense of crisis immediately filled his heart. Duan Yujing had originally planned to pursue her slowly and eventually win her over, but now it seemed that the girl he liked already had someone she liked.

Duan Yujing turned his head to look at her profile. It was the first time he had seen her smile so happily. Her eyes were curved like crescent moons, bright and unrestrained.

"Jiang Qiao, is he the person you like?"

Jiang Qiao was stunned. She lowered her hand, looked earnestly into his eyes, and smiled as she said, "Yes, I like him. Maybe I liked him in my past life!"

Duan Yujing's gaze was intense: "But... Jiang Qiao... I think I liked you in my past life too, so can you give me a chance in this life?"

Hearing him say that, Jiang Qiao was silent for a while, and only spoke after thinking it over: "No, Duan Yujing, you may not believe it, but the person you liked in your past life was not me, so don't think about it anymore."

Duan Yujing remained silent.

The car had already stopped, and Jiang Zhouye was waiting there.

Duan Yujing saw the man's face clearly; he was very rugged, but there was something indescribable about his dark eyes.

Jiang Zhouye then noticed that there was another man in the car. The two were sitting so close together, and he met Duan Yujing's cold gaze.

That indifferent and cold gaze made Duan Yujing look away.

Jiang Qiao acted as if she were one of the guests: "Jiang Zhouye, come and help me up, this is a bit high."

Jiang Zhouye stretched out his arm with a tense face, his ear tips red, creating a striking contrast.

Jiang Qiao had her hair down today. When she came down, a strand of her hair brushed against the man's neck, sending a jolt of electricity through Jiang Zhouye. He felt itchy and a little irritated, so he immediately took a half step back to create some distance.

"Jiang Zhouye, what do you mean? You're looking down on me! Believe me or not, I'll never talk to you again, and I'll isolate you with your younger siblings!" Jiang Qiao stomped her foot angrily.

"No! I'm sorry."

Jiang Qiao seized the opportunity to make a request: "Then help me carry these things. I'm too weak to carry them."

[Host, do you realize how much you're faking it!]

Jiang Qiao: [What do you know? I'm just trying to improve our interaction, you little bumpkin.]

[I'm so angry! Didn't you promise me you wouldn't call me a country bumpkin? You broke your promise!]

Jiang Qiao: [Really? So what if I did? I called you "Little Country Bumpkin," otherwise I'd call you a country bumpkin. It's all the rage in the city now; adding "Little" makes it sound cuter.]

【Oh, I see! Then you can call it that next time there's a new trendy phrase, keep changing it for me. I want to be the most fashionable one in the system!】

Jiang Qiao felt a pang of sadness: "...Okay, I'll grant your request."

Jiang Zhouye put down the basket on his back and asked her, "Which ones are yours?"

Jiang Qiao pointed to them and said, "This one, this one... and that one too. Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to something nice when we get back."

Jiang Zhouye: "..."

Seeing the way the two were interacting, Duan Yujing's eyes dimmed, and he said softly, "Jiang Qiao, can we be friends?"

friend?

Jiang Zhouye lowered his eyelashes, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as he met Duan Yujing's gaze.

Only then did Duan Yujing realize what his eyes looked like; the man's dark eyes held the composure and shrewdness of a hunter.

Before Jiang Qiao could speak, Jiang Zhouye said first, "Let's go, the stuff is heavy, and we have class this afternoon."

Duan Yujing: ...He's a scheming man after all.

Jiang Qiao, who was about to say something, was distracted by Jiang Zhouye's words: "Is it heavy? Otherwise, I'll take some."

He reached out to borrow it.

"Fortunately."

Jiang Zhouye grabbed her wrist and led her away, leaving Duan Yujing alone shivering in the wind.

Jiang Qiao sensed something was off. "Jiang Zhouye, are you jealous? You're acting like a child. No wonder you're the younger brother."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhouye subconsciously increased the pressure on Jiang Qiao's wrist, making it turn red and causing her to gasp in pain.

"Jiang Zhouye, you're hurting me. Girls need to be treated with care, don't you understand? Stop being so clumsy all the time."

Jiang Zhouye quickly let go, but after letting go, he felt empty inside.

"I think you must be jealous, otherwise why would you be so attentive today? Actually, I know everything."

"I am not the younger brother."

Jiang Qiao: ...Dude, why are you focusing on this? You're so clueless about romance.

"Your mom said you're younger than me, so what else could you be but my younger brother? My boyfriend?"

Jiang Zhouye's face immediately turned as red as if he had been drinking. He stopped in his tracks, his voice cold and hard: "Don't talk nonsense. Don't say anything. It's not good to talk too much. You might catch a cold."

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Jiang Zhouye, you're so cute."

Beneath her cold exterior lies a pure heart.

[Unlike you, who has a twisted heart beneath a beautiful exterior.]

Jiang Qiao: ...

Wangcai: Ugh, another episode of a corny TV drama...