Chapter Thirty-Three: Following the Asshole

  The heavy fruit weighed down the branches of the peach tree so low that you could pick peaches by just stretching out your hand.

  After Chai Bo's explanation, Ye Yun quickly grasped the key points and her skilled movements were no less than those of the farmers who had been picking together.

  The peasants saw that Ye Yun was quick and skilled in her movements, no worse than them at all. Each of them gritted their teeth and worked even harder.

  How can it be slower than Mistress Zhuang? It's too embarrassing! Everyone in their hearts held back a breath.

  Ling Wei's movements were quite skilled, but her face was full of displeasure. Her actions of picking peaches also became a bit rougher, as if she was venting her anger on the peach tree.

  Wu Xueqing's situation wasn't that great, she was afraid of getting her hands dirty and wanted to pick the big ones, but the basket in her hand was heavy, if someone could show some sympathy it would be better.

  Her eager eyes shot towards a man in white clothes with snow on his body, who was not far away.

  Unfortunately, his whole heart was devoted to the woman beside him, and even looking at her once seemed superfluous.

  Ling Feng took over the basket from Ye Yun's hand and looked at her happily picking sides, also following her joy.

  "Picking a peach makes you so happy. What's the secret?"

  "What's the secret? There is no secret, I just want to fill up those empty baskets and hampers, it feels very fulfilling." Ye Yun pointed to the hamper beside her that was already two-thirds full, this was her second one.

  Ye Yun's face was flushed red, and fine sweat dripped from her forehead, Ling Feng lifted his hand and carefully wiped away the sweat with his own sleeve.

  "Is it hot?"

  Ye Yun suppressed her urge to dodge and told herself to adapt, to adapt.

  "Uh-huh. Looks like it's going to rain today, and the air is so stifling that people can't breathe." Ye Yun took a deep breath, but her lungs still felt stuffy. "By the way, how long do you plan on letting Ling Wei pick? Judging from her expression, she should be able to annoy you for quite some time."

  Ling Feng turned his head, glanced in Ling Wei's direction and said: "Let her learn a lesson too. I've always been too indulgent with her, that's why she has such a spoiled personality."

  "Hmm?" Ye Yun's expression was teasing, "Are you reflecting on yourself? That's good, thoroughly think about it."

  Ling Feng revealed a helpless expression, "Yes, I'm reflecting. Just hope she changes her temper, otherwise, no one will dare to want her."

  He actually admitted to her? Ye Yun was somewhat unaccustomed to such a gentle Ling Feng, and with difficulty suppressed the strangeness in his heart, saying: "You don't have to worry about this. I believe that with the reputation of your Ling Miao Mountain Villa, finding a son-in-law shouldn't be difficult?"

  "I hope she can find a husband who truly loves her," Ling Feng said with a sincere wish.

  "Don't worry, it's definitely going to be okay!" Ye Yun wanted to pat Ling Feng's shoulder, but just as she stretched out her hand, she found that her hands were dirty and quickly pulled them back.

  Ling Feng noticed her little movements and smiled slightly.

  Ye Yun was stunned in an instant. What is a faint smile that can conquer the city? This is it! Monster, monster!

  Ye Yun's little heart was beating out of control with a "thump" "thump", her face flushed with two red clouds.

  It's just as well; she was already flushed from being stifled, and now her face is simply redder still.

  Seeing Ye Yun's crystal-like eyes shining with a captivating light, her pink lips were tender and juicy, like the succulent peaches on this tree, making people unable to help but want to take a bite.

  He recalled the sweetness he had tasted that night, and his throat felt dry and unbearable. His eyes sank, and just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly heard Ling Wei shouting loudly beside him.

  "Hey! What are you doing?!"

  Everyone turned around, only to see Ling Wei standing with her hands on her hips, furiously yelling at a man, "Do you know how long it took me to pick this? What do you mean by picking and choosing now?"

  The man's appearance is delicate and handsome. Alright, with a demon like Ling Feng around, even the most handsome guy can only be considered delicate at best.

  Look at that delicate and tender appearance, it seems like a scholar, but wearing a hemp garment, with the demeanor of a farmer.

  He was sorting out the peaches in Lingwei's basket, keeping the big ones and putting the small ones into another basket.

  "Miss, I'm just doing my job." The man ignored Ling Wei's angry shout and continued to do his own thing.

  Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, this young man is quite interesting, knowing she's a lady, yet his attitude is still so cold.

  Ordinary people will definitely try to curry favor and flatter, right?

  "I don't care if it's part of your job or not. Anyway, none of the peaches in this basket are allowed to be touched!" Ling Wei stomped her foot in anger, her eyes darting back and forth with a hint of coquettishness.

  Ye Yun blinked her eyes, she hadn't misseen, had she?

  "Sorry, miss, I'm afraid I can't oblige. These peaches have been sorted and are about to be shipped out, we can't afford to delay." The man's attitude remained unchanged, compared to Ling Wei's fiery temper, he was calm to the point of being admirable.

  The two of them were simply at opposite extremes.

  "You...do you believe I'll get my brother to chase you away!"

  Here is the translation:

  He's here again. Ye Yun raised her eyes and looked at someone, only to see his eyebrows slightly furrowed, with a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

  It turns out he also hates being used as a shield.

  "I'm just helping out my dad and didn't take any wages, so even if you're the master of the house, you have no right to drive me away." The man stood up after finishing sorting.

  Ye Yun only then discovered that this man was not only good-looking, but also had a great figure, tall and slender, even wearing hemp clothing looked so fitting.

  "Oh? Who is this kid? He's got a lot of nerve!"

  Ling Feng's originally slightly furrowed eyebrows suddenly gathered together due to Ye Yun's interesting question.

  "Are you interested in him?" Ling Feng's voice dropped to freezing point, his tone carrying a deadly threat.

  Are you daring to try saying it?

  Ye Yun suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, and just now she was feeling sultry and anxious, but at this moment all the goosebumps stood up.

  Ye Yun glared at someone with a bad temper, begging him, she wasn't going to elope, did he have to stare at her with such a terrifying gaze?

  "It's not me who is interested." She just thought he looked quite handsome and wanted to take a closer look, thinking of using him as one of her painting materials later. "Hey! It should be your sister who is more interested instead."

  Ling Wei, who had just been furious, suddenly became a follower and ran far away behind the man carrying a bamboo basket.

  Ling Feng was not surprised at all, and said calmly: "Ling Wei and Chai Jin grew up together since childhood, and can be considered as childhood sweethearts. I can see that Ling Wei has a crush on Chai Jin. However, Chai Jin is not suitable."

  "Why not? Wait a minute, Chai Jin, aren't you the son of Old Man Chai?" Ye Yun suddenly remembered the honest and kind-hearted Old Man Chai, and Chai Jin's facial features did resemble those of Old Man Chai.

  Ling Feng nodded, "That's right, Chai Jin is indeed the son of Chai Bo. Previously, Chai Bo was in charge of managing the mountain villa, and Ling Wei and Chai Jin were close in age, so they played together often. However, three years ago, Chai Bo voluntarily requested to come to this garden to take care of it."