The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 808 - 172: I Only Want to Marry You_3

Chapter 808: Chapter 172: I Only Want to Marry You_3

Fang Fu sighed in relief as he stepped outside to make a request.

Shen Rou alighted from the carriage, looked at the modest courtyard, and followed Fang Fu inside. Because Pei Qin had a Third Rank enjoinment and was also Fang Liuming’s cousin, she was highly regarded by him. Therefore, Shen Rou dressed up thoughtfully and elegantly with a soft gracefulness that morning.

She had never met Pei Qin or Mo Heng, having only heard of them. Upon seeing them now, she was somewhat startled. Young Master Mojiu indeed lived up to his reputation, and Pei Qin had caught his favorable attention, not to mention that Brother Songming thought of her often—it was no small matter. Taking slow steps forward, she greeted, "I’ve seen Madam Yuanyang, Sir Inspector!"

"You are excused," Pei Qin called out, offering a seat.

Shen Rou glanced at Fang Liuming, who was visibly uncomfortable, then saw Pei Qin sizing her up and couldn’t help but bow her head slightly, her cheeks flushing, "I have disturbed you, madam."

"Yes," Pei Qin responded. Indeed, it was disturbing.

Shen Rou blinked.

Fang Fu, sympathetically glancing at Fang Liuming, knew Qinqin always spoke bluntly, and Qianqian was even more aggressive. If Shen Rou couldn’t handle it and ended up turning to their family, it would be disastrous. He quickly smoothed things over, suggesting that Shen Rou settle in first, then asked Pei Qin, "You’re not shipping goods before the year ends, are you?" If they were still shipping goods, it would be best to send Shen Rou back to Capital Jingcheng. Otherwise, if the Shen family let slip a single word, and with Dalang having ruined Shen Rou’s reputation, they would have to take responsibility.

"Ship the goods!" Pei Qian coldly interjected.

Fang Fu’s eyes sparkled.

Fang Liuming looked at her, his eyes also gleaming. "Could I borrow two guards?" he pleadedly looked at Pei Qin and Mo Heng.

Shen Rou felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her, going pale, "Brother Liuming! Am I to make my way back for the new year alone?"

Seeing her eyes brimming with tears, Pei Qian’s gaze darkened, her lips tightly pursed, silently watching Fang Liuming to hear how he would respond.

Fang Liuming simply said, "Miss Shen! Old Mr. Shen and others are very worried about you."

"With Brother Liuming by my side, they won’t worry too much," Shen Rou whispered softly.

Fang Liuming cast his eyes downward, "Miss Shen should still address me as Sir Fang!"

Shen Rou’s face turned white, and tears immediately fell, "Brother Liuming..."

"Miss Shen, please do not make my fiancée misunderstand and scare her away," said Fang Liuming deliberately bowing as a sign of gratitude.

Shen Rou’s body swayed slightly, tearfully looking at him.

Fang Liuming turned his gaze toward Pei Qian, wanting to speak with her, wanting to explain, wanting to pour his heart out to her.

His eyes held too much, but Pei Qian’s face darkened, and not wishing to see more of their close interaction, she turned and left.

Fang Liuming was about to speak with her when he saw her swiftly leave; he glanced at Pei Qin and Mo Heng, "I need to step out for a moment to speak with Cousin Qian." He quickly followed after her.

Shen Rou’s heart was tied to him, seeing the way he looked at Pei Qian and his hurried pursuit, she understood everything. She turned to look at Pei Qin, feeling ashamed and furious, her body trembling. His cousin was his cousin! Could he have placed her in their family as a way of showing her loyalty as a cousin?

Fang Liuming chased after Pei Qian outside.

Pei Qian immediately locked the back gate.

"Cousin Qian!" Fang Liuming pushed but could not open it, afraid she would leave through the back gate in a panic, he climbed over the wall.

"You..." Pei Qian’s eyes widened as she watched him climb over, her face turning green with anger.

"I have something to say to you." Fang Liuming stepped forward, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the house.

"Let go! If you don’t let go now, I won’t be polite!" Pei Qian furiously gritted her teeth.

"I won’t let go!" Fang Liuming gripped her hand tighter, pulling her inside.

Pei Qian lifted her foot and attacked him.

Fang Liuming dodged in alarm, but he held tightly onto her hand, not letting go.

Pei Qian twisted her arm, breaking free, but Fang Liuming counteracted quickly, grabbing her other arm.

The two had just met and were already fighting.

Fang Liuming, taller and stronger, was steadier than Pei Qian.

But Pei Qian was quicker with more tricks up her sleeve, striking with anger and without politeness.

Seeing her face flush with rage, Fang Liuming’s eyes flashed quickly. When she threw a punch, he fluidly fell backward.

Pei Qian didn’t expect him to be so unresistant. Before she could kick him again, she was tripped by him and crashed onto him.

Fang Liuming let out a muffled grunt, "Qianqian..."

"You bastard!" Pei Qian punched him in the eye.

Fang Liuming yelped in pain.

Pei Qian swiftly got up, kicking him, "Despicable! Shameless!"

Fang Liuming’s eyes teared up from the pain.

Pei Qian stopped kicking, watching him cover his eye motionlessly, "It was just one punch, is it really that bad?"

"Qianqian! I just wanted to talk to you for a moment." Fang Liuming wiped his eyes, releasing his hold.

Seeing that his eyes were merely tearful but unharmed, Pei Qian pursed her lips and turned to leave, "I don’t want to talk! There’s nothing to talk about!"

"Qianqian!" Fang Liuming called out urgently, "The person I want to marry is only you!"

Pei Qian clenched her fist. Shen Rou had also pursued him; regardless of his intentions, he had to be responsible, didn’t he? Thinking of Yang Boyan as well, Pei Qian bit her lip hard and quickly opened the back gate and ran out.