"You come down first."

Chi Musheng covered his head. If he ever believed this fox again, he'd be a dog.

If I were really hungry, I would have been lying on the ground eating sweet potatoes, what's the point of lying on his back?

"oh"

Tu Shan Rongrong jumped off Chi Musheng's back and pulled him up.

Brushing the dust off his clothes, Chi Musheng spoke earnestly.

"Third Miss, I was just pretending before. Actually, I have a bad temper and am not a patient person at all. I really don't deserve your sympathy."

"I know," Tu Shan Rongrong blinked and nodded.

He lied to her again. That scoundrel of a man has been pretending for three years straight, and he's fooling a fool without ever getting anything in return.

Whether you're angry or unwilling to forgive her, it's absolutely impossible to let go so easily.

Besides, she didn't cherish it, and now she wants to win her back little by little. No matter what you say, she won't give up easily, even if you give up first.

What do you know?

Chi Musheng was speechless. It was like a bad person telling you he was a bad person, but you just wouldn't believe it and still thought he was a good person, and you still wanted to follow him.

Tu Shan Rongrong wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes and said earnestly.

"At least I know that Chi Musheng is lying to me."

If you could easily fool me with just a few words, there would be no future between us.

She accepted whatever Chi Musheng did—hit her or scolded her—but there was no way he would let her leave.

"Whatever you want."

Chi Musheng felt that no matter how he explained to Tu Shan Rongrong, it was useless. Why was this little black-hearted fox so love-struck? Did she have to see the truth one day and feel heartbroken before she would believe it?

"Alright, Chi Musheng, you feed me roasted sweet potato."

Tu Shan Rongrong held Chi Musheng's hand, and a smile appeared on her face, which had just finished crying.

"I'm sorry, Miss, this kind of behavior is inappropriate between friends."

Chi Musheng refused, saying that was enough.

"One hundred taels to hire you to feed me."

Tu Shan Rongrong took out a silver note from her pocket and waved it.

Since Chi Musheng can earn money by playing the piano and also works part-time, it must be because he is short of money. Last time, he told me stories when I gave him money. This time, if I offer him a little more money, he will definitely agree to feed me.

Well, actually, as long as she's with Chi Musheng, won't all this money eventually come back to her?

It was just going through the motions.

"I don't seem like the kind of person who would compromise my principles for that little bit of money."

Chi Musheng shook his head. He might have done so before, but he would soon have enough money. An extra hundred taels wouldn't affect him much, and it wasn't worth causing any more trouble.

"three hundred"

Tu Shan Rongrong gritted her teeth and took out two more silver notes from her pocket.

Chi Musheng shook his head again. He had already lied to Tu Shan Rongrong enough, and he felt really guilty about taking her money again.

"five hundred"

"Eight Hundred"

"one thousand"

It wasn't until Tu Shan Rongrong pulled out ten silver notes that Chi Musheng began to waver, considering whether he should earn this kind of money against his conscience.

In the end, Chi Musheng reluctantly accepted the silver notes. He couldn't help it; it was too much, no less than if a beautiful woman in his world had spent a million just to feed him.

I feel bad, but I still need to make money. Anyway, this cunning little fox is quite wealthy.

However, Tu Shan Rongrong's expression was clearly not quite right; she seemed both happy and distressed.

Who would pay a thousand taels of silver to have someone feed their fox? If it weren't for the fact that this person was Chi Musheng, she would have called her sister over and said that someone was extorting her.

Tu Shan Rongrong plopped down in Chi Musheng's lap, enjoying the emperor's service, when a sudden idea popped into her head.

"Chi Musheng, you pay me a thousand taels of silver for each meal you feed me. Does that mean I can give you a thousand taels every day for the rest of my life to feed me?"

In this way, as long as she has enough money, Chi Musheng will stay by her side. A thousand taels is a lot for others, but it is only one-tenth of her daily income, enough to feed him three meals a day.

"Ahem, you're overthinking it. This is the last time."

Okay, Chi Musheng admits he was tempted, but he can't break his principles. Maintaining his integrity in the face of great temptation is perhaps the only way to protect himself. This is a lesson learned the hard way by many predecessors.

"Why"

Tu Shan Rongrong looked at Chi Musheng with her watery eyes. Did she really make him hate her that much?

He wouldn't even pay a thousand taels of silver to feed himself.

"There aren't that many 'whys' in the world," Chi Musheng replied dismissively.

He also wanted to ask why he had come here, to this world that is so cruel to ordinary people.

If it weren't for that face, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Chi Musheng glanced at the fire and wiped the drool from Tu Shan Rongrong's mouth with a handkerchief.

"Are you full?"

There's one roasted sweet potato left. If you don't eat it soon, he'll go hungry.

Tu Shan Rongrong touched her bulging belly and hesitated for a second before speaking.

"I'm not full"

Having spent so much money, even if I'm full, I still have to eat. If I don't eat this bastard, he'll probably kick me out in the next second.

And so, Chi Musheng, hungry, fed a fox that was almost overeating.

One person was so hungry his stomach was empty, while the fox's belly was round and full.

After covering the fire with soil, Chi Musheng looked at Tu Shan Rongrong behind him and asked.

"The sweet potatoes are all fed, and the meal is over, Miss. Aren't you going back?"

Tu Shan Rongrong did not answer, but instead asked a question.

"Chi Musheng, you said we're friends, right?"

"Hmm," Chi Musheng nodded without denying it.

The only appropriate way to describe the two of them now seems to be as friends. Although he treats Tu Shan Rongrong like a spoiled, pfft, younger sister, she is probably old enough to be his great-great-grandmother.

Therefore, he never mentioned his age in front of Tu Shan Rongrong, because no matter how you look at it, it's okay for him to call Tu Shan Rongrong "sister".

Tu Shan Rongrong squinted her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Friends usually address each other by their first names. Calling me 'Third Miss' is too formal. From now on, it's better if you just call me by my first name."

Chi Musheng, like a straight man, said.

"Yes, Tu Shan Rongrong, it's time to go home."

What a joke! He could see right through the little fox's thoughts.

Seeing that the other party was completely unmoved, Tu Shan Rongrong's pupils dilated, and she pointed at Chi Musheng.

"Chi Musheng, do you believe I'll tell my sister that you tricked me into coming to this dark place in the middle of the night to try and do something indecent to me?"

I told her not to be so formal, but this bastard deliberately called her by her full name, which sounded even more distant than "Third Miss".

Chi Musheng's face almost turned black; who was trying to take advantage of whom?

"If you insist on telling me, Rongrong, then so be it, I'll just get beaten to death by the bandit leader."

He thought to himself, "Where did this little fox learn that trick? He keeps using it."

"Just kidding."

Tu Shan Rongrong looked smug; Yu Ling's book was indeed somewhat useful.

Friends need children to maintain their relationship.

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