Xie Li was sold to a small mountain village as a child and was finally brought back to the wealthy Xie family after fifteen years.
A little country bumpkin flew into a wealthy family overnigh...
He didn't defend Xie Li, but responded in a low voice and went to deal with the bag of sweet potatoes.
As luck would have it, just as the housekeeper and two servants were pushing a small cart to deal with the snakeskin bag, Xie Yunqiu and her daughter came downstairs.
Xie Yunqiu glanced at Ding Huizhu with a faint smile on her face.
Jiang Baili, however, was taken aback by the scene and asked, "Butler, what are you doing?"
She stepped forward gracefully and kindly reminded him, "This is a local specialty that my cousin Xie Li brought back from afar. It's worth 100,000 yuan. Butler, you can't just throw it away like that."
"Otherwise, how heartbroken would my cousin Xie Li be?"
The butler's face stiffened, and he forced a smile, saying, "Miss, you're joking."
He glanced up at Ding Huizhu, and seeing that she was drinking tea with her head down, seemingly not having heard him, he turned to his servants and ordered them to handle the situation quickly.
Xie Li had heard the commotion in the living room long ago, but she was enjoying her meal and genuinely didn't want to get involved.
But no matter how much I don't want to care, I can't just sit by and watch the sweet potatoes I brought be disposed of as garbage.
She silently finished the last sip of soup and glanced at Zhang Ma.
Aunt Zhang is getting old and hard of hearing. She had been busy serving Xie Li snacks and obviously didn't notice what was happening in the living room.
She peeked out and saw Ding Huizhu sitting on the sofa. "Oh dear, Madam is back! Miss, have you eaten yet..."
Xie Li put down her bowl. "I'm full, Grandma. Could you help me clean up?"
He then got up and walked towards the living room.
Seeing her so proactive, Zhang Ma was quite pleased. She was worried that the young lady was too introverted and wouldn't take the initiative to get close to Madam Xie, which would cause the mother and daughter to drift apart.
It's wonderful that Xie Li is now willing to take the initiative to get closer to Madam Xie. After all, blood is thicker than water, and I believe the relationship between mother and daughter will soon warm up.
Two servants were working together to lift the burlap sack onto the cart, and were just about to push the cart away when Xie Li appeared.
Give it to me!
With a light and effortless motion, he lifted the snakeskin bag with one hand, making the butler's eyes twitch.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have seriously doubted whether the two servants were putting on an act.
The snakeskin bag, which two grown men struggled to lift with their faces flushed and sweat pouring down their backs, was effortlessly lifted by Xie Li in one swift motion!
The butler looked at Xie Li with eyes full of terror.
Jiang Baili didn't think anything was wrong. She had never experienced the weight of that snakeskin bag, so she had no idea that the two servants had really used all their strength.
He simply smiled and said, "Cousin Xie Li is really strong. You must have trained, right? You're quite impressive."
Xie Yunqiu chuckled softly, her eyes filled with undisguised mockery.
He slowly adjusted the shawl on his shoulders. "I heard you used to farm in the mountains? That makes sense, no wonder you're so strong."
He was like a savage, so crude and vulgar, not at all like a socialite or heiress.
If Ding Huizhu wants to transform Xie Li into a wealthy heiress like Xie Ziyuan, she's dreaming!
Ironically, the one Ding Huizhu doted on was actually adopted; while her biological daughter ended up in the deep mountains as a village girl for over a decade.
This incident was enough for her to mock Ding Huizhu for the rest of her life.
Xie Li, who was originally planning to leave with the snakeskin bag, turned around and glanced at Xie Yunqiu upon hearing this, and casually said, "Thank you."
He paused, then looked at Jiang Baili, "You're very capable too, quite—"
Ding Huizhu remained seated on the sofa, elegantly sipping her tea, seemingly oblivious to the commotion.
But seeing how stupid and clumsy Xie Li was, he couldn't help himself.
Couldn't she tell that Xie Yunqiu was deliberately mocking her?