Farm Girl's Manor
Chapter 1291 - 404 Yanyan is Injured and Kidnapped

Chapter 1291: Chapter 404 Yanyan is Injured and Kidnapped

"Take this, make sure the winery prepares well."

Outside the Prince’s Mansion, Yan Junyu pulled out a few sheets of paper from the hands of his attendant Guan Yu and handed them to Mo Yan.

"Is this list all the people who’ve ordered wine?" Mo Yan, looking at the densely packed names on the paper, focused on the grand total on the last page and exclaimed with delight, "One thousand three hundred and thirty-three cases? There are so many!"

"You call that a lot? Without ten thousand cases, how can I justify the hardship I’ve endured these past days?" Yan Junyu was dissatisfied with the figure, expressing disdain through both his demeanor and words.

Hardship? Mo Yan silently rolled her eyes.

From the mere idea of establishing a winery, preparing the drawings, to successfully raising funds and setting up the place, and making the wine—wasn’t she hands-on with every single step, building it from nothing? He was just generous with providing the silver, chiming in when needed, yet had the audacity to mention ’hardship’ in front of her. How thick skinned!

Yan Junyu didn’t miss the scorn in Mo Yan’s eyes. He coughed behind his fan and insisted proudly, "Without my hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, could your winery have been built? Aren’t those hundreds of thousands of taels the fruit of my years of painstaking efforts? And what about the favors used, aren’t those the results of my years of careful networking? Without me, you might have plenty of ideas, but could you have done so much? Also..."

He rambled on and on, and as Yan Junyu spoke, he became even more convinced of his own reasoning, growing more and more assertive. In the end, he looked at Mo Yan with a coy, self-satisfied expression, as if seeking praise.

Mo Yan was nearly brainwashed by his "hardships," quickly raising her hands in surrender, "Fine, fine, Young Master Yan has worked very hard, it hasn’t been easy. The winery thrives today thanks to your support, and I am endlessly grateful."

Only then did Young Master Yan feel satisfied, opening his Jade Bone Fan with a flamboyant laugh, "As long as you acknowledge it. Remember to prepare a few good dishes and serve the best wine when I visit your home."

Mo Yan was well aware of his particular taste in food and drink, and nodded readily, "Alright, when you visit my place, I’ll cook personally and serve you my treasured fine wine."

Yan Junyu finally seemed pleased, squinting with satisfaction, "That’s more like it."

Mo Yan was slightly stunned by the intriguing charm he exuded inadvertently.

No wonder since being aware, Chang’an had harbored a vague affection for him, eager to marry him in a grand red dress, firmly resolved to marry no one but him as she grew older. Setting aside other factors, his very appearance was enough to captivate countless young girls.

Feeling watched stirred something in Yan Junyu, and he instinctively reached out, wanting to touch those eyes that mirrored his own.

When Xiao Ruiyuan came out, he saw the two of them chatting happily at the entrance. Seeing Yan Junyu’s hand reaching out as if to touch his fiancée, his brows knit slightly and he quickly stepped forward, discreetly pulling the unsuspecting Mo Yan away.

"Look at you, reeking of alcohol, how much did you drink?" Mo Yan’s attention successfully shifted to Xiao Ruiyuan, smelling the strong scent of alcohol, her face full of displeasure.

"Hmm, I’ll be sure to take care next time and not overdrink," Xiao Ruiyuan lowered his head and apologized naturally, not feeling there was anything wrong with a man admitting his fault to his fiancée in public.

Indeed, he had drunk quite a bit today. The Ministers had gotten carried away and lost their usual fear, boldly toasting him left and right, and he couldn’t keep turning them down with a cold face, especially since it was wine from the Mo family winery. Wouldn’t it seem like he disapproved if he didn’t drink? Unwittingly, he had drunk too much.

"If you’re not feeling well, have someone make you a sobering soup when we get back, using the medicine I gave you. Drink it and a good sleep should do the trick," Mo Yan reminded him, worried Xiao Ruiyuan might forget, she repeated her instruction to Xiao Eleven, his companion.

The fruit wine produced from the orchard had limited Spiritual Energy and was mostly alcohol; drinking too much would still result in discomfort as with any other ordinary wine.

Watching the two interact so naturally as if no one else could interrupt their rapport, a flicker of sadness crossed Yan Junyu’s downcast eyes. Then he lifted his head, placing a hand over his chest with a wounded expression, "Can’t you see there’s a lonely soul standing right here, and yet you two display public affection in front of me!"

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