The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law
Chapter 793 - 787 Two Stories Exchange

Chapter 793: Chapter 787 Two Stories Exchange

Gu Youyou finally understood why Jin Zijin hated her father and also discovered who the beauty in the painting that Marquess had her draw was.

Closing the book, a crystal-clear tear hung at the corner of Gu Youyou’s eye, while Lun Tong sitting beside her had already burst into tears.

"Miss Gu, you see, I didn’t lie to you, did I? Isn’t this story particularly touching?"

"Indeed, it’s very touching." Gu Youyou sighed, "Who was the woman who stayed by her side at the end? Don’t tell me it was you."

"Yes, yes." Lun Tong nodded incessantly, saying, "It was me. In the last half-year of her life, when she was on her deathbed, I came to Qi Mountain and found her by chance, so I kept her company for half a year.

She knew I loved collecting all sorts of stories. To thank me for my companionship over the past half-year, she told me her story when she was on the brink of death."

Gu Youyou eyed Lun Tong from top to bottom, shivering involuntarily.

This fellow is said to be an old friend of Tian Jizi, and he also has such a story with Jin Zijin’s mother; what kind of face is really hidden beneath his shameless demeanor?

Could it be that his real identity is an old man very much like Tian Jizi?

Spine-chilling!!

If that were the case, his skill in disguise would be astoundingly powerful, making any plastic surgery or facelift seem trivial.

Gu Youyou gave him a thumbs-up, saying, "You have the guts to write about the Imperial Family’s secrets. Impressive."

Lun Tong snatched the book back in an instant, saying, "I have the courage to write this, but you can’t let it get out."

"Oh? Getting scared now, are you?"

"I am of course not afraid." He lifted his chin, pointing to his face, and said, "With this face of mine, even the Heavenly King himself couldn’t catch me. But you’re different. If this information gets out, you don’t have the skills that I do."

Gu Youyou remembered that this fellow was a master of disguise. Today he would have one face, tomorrow another, freely changing between men and women, young and old; indeed, capturing him would not be easy.

However, Gu Youyou had been planning to show this book to Jin Zijin. He was only three years old when his mother died, surely unaware of the truths of those days; perhaps this could be useful to him.

She snatched the book back again and stuffed it into her bosom, saying, "I’ll keep it as a souvenir, I promise not to spread it around."

Lun Tong’s face showed great alarm, and he tried to snatch it back, but Gu Youyou swiftly dodged him.

He said anxiously, "Girl, this isn’t a joke; I can’t let you have this. I’m doing this for your own good."

"Rest assured, I’ll burn it in a few days."

"Why? Give it back to me."

"I need it, a trade for two stories."

"Two?" Lun Tong showed a struggle on his face, and said, "Can you guarantee that your two stories are more touching than mine? They must make me weep!"

The corner of Gu Youyou’s mouth twitched as she thought of the melodramatic plots from the eight o’clock soap operas on TV; just by picking a few she could make him cry his eyes out in no time.

She nodded confidently, saying, "I guarantee it."

Lun Tong gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, it’s a deal." Still somewhat uneasy while looking at the book in her arms, he added, "But remember, you can’t keep this thing. You must burn it in a few days."

"Don’t worry, I understand. Come get your stories from me in a few days; give me some time to write them out."

After showing it to Jin Zijin, she could burn it. He visited once a month, staying at most half a month; she wasn’t leaving Qi Mountain, so naturally, no trouble could arise.

But considering she intended to show it to Jin Zijin, she became even more careful and asked Lun Tong, "Is this story real, or is it an exaggerated fiction of your own making?"