Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside
Chapter 178 Young Master’s Noble Blood (Part 1)

Chapter 178: 178 Young Master’s Noble Blood (Part 1)

Ye Cheng had not expected Su Xiaofeng’s reaction to be so intense; the force of her slap had left him somewhat dumbfounded. What had he just been doing? And what had he done to Su Xiaofeng?

He stepped back a few steps, "I’m sorry, I was just trying to prove to myself if you were different to me." There was no rejection, no disgust, only a desire for more.

What kind of feeling was this? He himself couldn’t quite say.

Spinning around suavely, he somewhat regretted being alone in a room with Su Xiaofeng.

Su Xiaofeng watched Ye Cheng’s somewhat desolate figure, looking at her own palm, where warmth still lingered.

She took a deep breath, "Ye Cheng, to me, your previous attacks were just accidents. I couldn’t just watch you die without helping, there was nothing else involved. You said you don’t have attacks when facing me, and that makes me happy."

What did this imply? It implied that there was a possibility of curing Ye Cheng’s illness.

"Let me put it this way, I’m an advocate for not marrying. Because I choose not to marry, I also see no need for a boyfriend," she had once been brought here in her previous life because she did not want to get married, especially when she wanted children.

Listening to her mention not marrying, Ye Cheng felt it absurd. He loathed women to such an extent yet never dared declare himself averse to marriage.

This woman, however, just brought up not marrying so openly, which sounded rather bizarre to him.

Then, thinking about her experiences, he found some understanding; he looked earnestly at Su Xiaofeng, "I don’t know what you think, but to me, you are different. Also, in your view, your action was saving me; in mine, it was an intimate contact, and you need to take responsibility for me."

Xiaofeng glared, nearly choking on her own spit because of his words. Take responsibility for him, he really said it.

She scoffed, "What do you want me to do to take responsibility, marry you?"

If he liked playing the magnanimous savior, he still had to see if she agreed.

Ye Cheng looked at her, "At least until my illness is cured, you’ll have to be my antidote, won’t you? The Buddha said, ’save someone thoroughly.’ Don’t you agree?"

Su Xiaofeng packed her luggage and pulled out a set of clothes from her bag, "Today has been good, maybe in the future we won’t need an antidote either."

His eyes had been blood-red just earlier, but apart from throwing that woman down, there were no other symptoms, and he was still conscious."

Ye Cheng glanced at her.

To call her smart was apt, but to call her foolish was equally true.

But, sometimes, saying too much was pointless.

Su Xiaofeng went into the bathroom, patted her own face to refresh herself, reminding herself that Ye Cheng’s responsibility only pertained to his illness, nothing more, and she should not overthink it.

Ye Cheng, how to put it? His qualifications were undoubtedly impeccable; handsome, capable, and from a good family background. In rural terms, such a good marriage prospect was hard to find even with a lantern.

Even she herself had considered looking for a man like Ye Cheng for marriage, but on the other hand, she also realized that Ye Cheng was too mysterious.

Moreover, she already had a baby.

Of course, if she really set her heart on a man, she would....

As she aimlessly speculated, she hastily washed up, quickly dressed, ensuring nothing was amiss, and then walked out, "Ye Cheng, it’s your turn to wash."

Ye Cheng nodded and went in.

Watching him go in, Xiaofeng lay on the bed, her Divine Sense immediately entered her space, "Xiaoqi, you must be exhausted from all the work today; pick a Rainbow Fruit to replenish my energy."

She had been rushing around since early morning, realizing only when she stopped that she was somewhat tired.

Xiaoqi immediately plucked a Rainbow Fruit from a tree in the space, handing it to Xiaofeng without washing it, "Master, you really aren’t planning to marry ever, are you?"

If the master didn’t marry, wouldn’t the young master be born without a father?

Xiaofeng bit into the Rainbow Fruit, feeling instantly invigorated, "Xiaoqi, you wouldn’t be thinking of meddling in my marriage would you?"

Xiaoqi chuckled, "Master’s idea of not marrying is correct. The young master’s bloodline is noble; not just any man can be his father."

Xiaofeng snorted coldly, "Since you have the ability to foresee, why don’t you predict where my noble-blooded man is?"

"Is the blood noble?"

"Would a truly noble person engage in such despicable actions in the wilderness, treating another person worse than animals? In her view, that person was hardly any better than Liu An, most likely some sort of scoundrel or hooligan."

"Master, have you never heard that the secrets of Heaven must not be revealed? The father of the young master is an unknown variable. If I calculated it, where would the fun be in that?" How should it put it, it couldn’t detect any information about the other party at all.

Perhaps once the young master was born, they would know.

"Nonsense." Xiaofeng, having eaten a Rainbow Fruit, felt better than ever: "If you don’t know, just say you don’t know. Children should be honest."

Xiaoqi mumbled under its breath, wasn’t it honest enough?

After Ye Cheng came out of the bathroom, Xiaofeng half-leaned on the bed and fell asleep. Ye Cheng shook his head. You must be tired, running around while pregnant.

He moved forward, helped her lie down a bit more, made her more comfortable, and covered her with the blanket.

Glancing at the other bed, Ye Cheng walked over, lay down, and covered himself with the blanket. His eyes fixed on the ceiling, he listened to the shallow breathing of the woman in the next bed, spending a sleepless night.

...

Dong Tianhao had learned that Su Xiaofeng and her rural parents had taken over a food factory specifically producing chili sauce, and it hadn’t been long, only about two weeks.

When Dong Tianhao heard this news, he could barely suppress a laugh.

A country bumpkin who had grown up in a rural area and only finished high school, who had never been out nor helped anyone, dared to take over a factory. Who gave her the courage?

"You say your sister has no issue in her head, right? A woman who knows nothing taking over a factory, what is she thinking?" Dong Tianhao met up with Lin Yue and shared what he knew.

Listening to Dong Tianhao’s words, Lin Yue could only think one thing: Where did Su Xiaofeng get the money to start a factory? Her rural parents couldn’t have that kind of money. Was it from her mother?

Thinking this, she felt all sorts of displeasure. Her mother said on the surface that she had no relation with that daughter anymore, yet secretly she was giving money and helping to start a factory—what was her mother really up to?

Thinking this, she sneered: "She’s a bumpkin who has never even set foot out of the county, how would she know how to run a factory? It must be someone behind her."

Dong Tianhao felt the same: "Could it be your mother helping her?"

Without someone leading, despite Su Xiaofeng’s abilities and money, she wouldn’t necessarily be capable of taking over such a task as a food factory.

In this county town, apart from Aunt Luo who might help Su Xiaofeng, he couldn’t think of anyone else.

"If it really is my mother’s doing, if my dad finds out, he’ll definitely be very angry." The moment Lin Yue thought about her mother helping Su Xiaofeng behind her back, her hatred surged: "If my mom dares to help her, I dare to ruin her. Brother Haozi, what do you think we should do to stop Su Xiaofeng’s factory from starting or even make it go bankrupt?"

Su Xiaofeng wants to start a factory, well, she was eager to see how she would manage that.

In mother’s heart, there should only be one daughter.

Besides, Su Xiaofeng was just picked up by mother, she doesn’t deserve her love.

"This matter is both simple and difficult," Dong Tianhao, being a few years older, had a more complex thought process than Lin Yue: "Aren’t you in good terms with the Wu Family? Why not go there and drop a hint about Su Xiaofeng’s food factory or something?"

As long as the food factory’s licenses aren’t complete, they won’t even need to make a move; the factory would naturally close down.

"You don’t know, the Wu family’s second son is close with that bumpkin; he’s definitely going to help her." As for the eldest son of the Wu family, he was about to die from illness, who cared.

"From your point of view, with Wu family’s second son overseeing, we can’t touch Su Xiaofeng’s factory." Dong Tianhao really thought Su Xiaofeng had some nerve, even enticing the Wu family’s second son, impressive indeed.

"Brother Haozi, you really need to think of a solution. Consider, if Su Xiaofeng becomes prominent later, she will definitely trample all of us underfoot. Just thinking of that possibility, I feel suffocated, so we must not let this happen."

"I’m annoyed by her too." He couldn’t say why, but Dong Tianhao just found Su Xiaofeng irritating, not likable at all: "I also heard another piece of news, she is on a business trip and won’t be back for a couple of days."

With Su Xiaofeng not at home, many things could be easily arranged.

"Brother Haozi, quickly, what good ideas do you have?" Su Xiaofeng really was confident, leaving shortly after taking over the factory.

This was just the opportunity she needed.

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