"Sister-in-law..." Xiangdong approached Song Ruan, sniffed her hair deeply, closed his eyes and sighed softly, "You smell so good..."

Song Ruan was struggling with the thin whiskers of wild ginseng. In order not to damage the whiskers, she dug up all the soil around them and then gently patted the soil off the roots with her hands.

However, she didn't expect that when she was concentrating, a voice suddenly appeared behind her like a ghost.

Song Ruan's hands trembled, and she subconsciously slapped the small shovel in her hand behind her.

With a snap.

The bottom of the shovel hit his face like a brick.

"Ah——" Xiangdong covered his left face, squinted his eyes and cried out in pain.

Song Ruan turned around and looked at him, spreading her hands innocently, "You are the one who scares you like a ghost, you can't blame me for that."

Xiangdong choked, let go of his hand covering his face, and readjusted his facial expression. He bent one leg, resting his elbow on it, and said in a romantic manner, "Sister-in-law, follow me."

Song Ruan raised an eyebrow, suspecting that she had heard it wrong.

Xiang Dong raised his lips and said, "You know, I am now from the Xiang family in City B. The Xiang family is extremely wealthy. If you follow me, I can guarantee you a lifetime of wealth and glory. How do you think?"

Song Ruan rolled her eyes: "No big deal."

After that, she continued to dig for her treasure. Well, digging for treasure is much more important than talking nonsense with a weird person like him.

Xiangdong was stunned and asked, "Why?"

"Because I can earn wealth and glory myself." Song Ruan said as a matter of course. While speaking, he did not stop his hands and did not even raise his head.

Xiangdong smiled and said, "Don't talk like a child. It's better for a woman to marry well than to work well."

Song Ruan paused, raised her eyebrows and glared at him, "No, no, no, I want to be good at my job and marry well, there is no conflict."

Xiangdong said in a deep voice, "What do you mean? Do you think I'm not as good as Yang Bin?"

Song Ruan nodded and said affirmatively, "Of course."

Xiang Dong's smile disappeared instantly. He had lost both his parents when he was 11 years old, and his ugly relatives had seized the money left by his parents. Later, he was taken to City B and became General Xiang's ninth adopted son.

When General Xiang was young, he was injured in the lower body and had only one daughter in his life. Therefore, the nine adopted sons fought secretly and competed with each other in public.

He had been living like this for ten years. What he hated most was losing. He wanted to be better than everyone else.

"How can Yang Bin be better than me?" His eyelids were half-closed, and there was a sinister look in his eyes. He suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her close to him. "Is he better than me in bed? You haven't even tried me in bed, how do you know he is definitely better than me?"

Facing his sudden action and the madness on his face, Song Ruan twisted her wrist and yelled, "Are you mentally ill?"

Xiangdong suddenly laughed, "How do you know I have a brain disease?"

Song Ruan: “…”

His smile grew wider. "You know what? I've had a brain problem for almost ten years. I often get headaches that feel like they're going to explode, and sometimes I even pass out when an attack occurs."

Song Ruosu said with a dull face: "Oh, if you are sick, then go see a doctor. It's no use telling me."

Xiangdong didn't mind her bad tone and still smiled brightly, "However, last time I fainted, a girl saved me. Since then, I have never fainted again, and even the frequency of my headaches has decreased."

While speaking, Xiangdong stared at her carefully, not missing any expression on her face, "You say...is this strange?"