Chapter 106 What are you panicking about? Have you done too many bad things?
Yan Sui hadn't noticed that Yan Zhendong was also there. Seeing that Peng Xiufang hadn't returned yet, she paid the bill first and stood at the door waiting for her.
Instead of Peng Xiufang, Yan Zhendong showed up.
If it weren't for her worry about Peng Xiufang, Yan Sui would definitely be laughing right now.
“Uncle Zhendong, what a coincidence.” Yan Sui’s gaze swept over the woman beside him without leaving a trace.
Yan Zhendong was startled and hurriedly turned his face away.
The woman next to him sensed something was wrong and gently placed her hand on his arm.
"Honey, what's wrong?"
Yan Zhendong forced a smile. "You go out first, I'll explain to you later."
The woman nodded obediently, trusting him completely.
He glanced at Yan Sui, then walked out.
Yan Zhendong looked around and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Peng Xiufang was not there.
"Uncle Zhendong, what's the panic? Have you done too many bad things?"
"What wrong have I done? He's just an ordinary friend," Yan Zhendong said with a forced smile.
Yan Sui scoffed, "You call your ordinary friends 'husband'?"
Yan Zhendong quickly said, "Men often flirt with other women, it's nothing."
"So you're saying you wouldn't mind if your aunt found someone else, right?"
"What?!" Yan Zhendong's eyes widened in horror. "That won't do!"
In his heart, Peng Xiufang was his woman for life once she married him.
He can do things that Peng Xiufang cannot.
Yan Sui's eyes flashed with a sharp sarcasm, and she snorted.
Yan Zhendong was still thinking about the woman outside and didn't want to say much to Yan Sui.
"You're not allowed to talk nonsense about what you saw today when you get back, do you hear me?"
Yan Sui ignored him.
Yan Zhendong didn't have time to say more and left in a hurry.
Once he got in the car, he hurriedly drove away.
Only then did Peng Xiufang emerge, looking utterly dejected.
"Auntie."
Peng Xiufang asked in a daze, "Yan Sui, was that really your Uncle Zhendong just now?"
“Didn’t you hear that?” She walked up to Peng Xiufang and saw the sweet almond oil in her hand.
Very good, you didn't forget your job even in this kind of situation.
“Auntie, the reason I brought you here is to talk to you about this.”
Peng Xiufang suddenly looked up. "You already knew?"
Yan Sui paid the bill herself, "I found out a little earlier than you by chance."
"That woman..."
"The daughter of the fresh food supermarket owner, Uncle Zhendong is practically a live-in son-in-law, and..."
"If there's anything else, just say it all. I can handle it."
Yan Sui picked up her things and walked out. "He got married in the city twenty years ago and had a daughter."
Peng Xiufang swayed, her head buzzing as if she had been hit on the head with a blunt object.
Twenty years ago?
Yan Sui felt sorry for her, seeing how devastated she looked, but things had already come to this point, and there was no point in hiding it anymore.
“He won’t let you use a cell phone, won’t let you go into the city, and wants to keep you in Changqing Village for the rest of your life to have children and raise them, so that it won’t affect his other home in the city.”
Peng Xiufang's tears fell without warning, and she hurriedly wiped them away.
No wonder Yan Zhendong rarely goes home, and he doesn't even need to make a phone call.
Does that woman know that Yan Zhendong has another home in the countryside?
Yan Sui pursed her lips, not rushing to get into the car, letting herself calm down.
Peng Xiufang adjusted her emotions surprisingly quickly, and soon said, "Let's go back."
Her mind is a mess right now, and she really doesn't know what to do.
She wanted someone to talk to, and she wanted to call her son.
But her eldest son still hasn't accepted her WeChat message, nor does he answer her calls.
My youngest son is at school, but I don't know if he's in class.
After thinking it over, she couldn't figure out who she could talk to.
On the way back, the silence inside the car was suffocating.
Watching Peng Xiufang get off the bus, her steps heavy and weary, Yan Sui felt a pang of heartache.
"Should I not have brought her along?"
Fu Yansheng withdrew his gaze and looked at her.
"If you don't take her, will you choose to keep it a secret?"
Yan Sui puffed out her cheeks. "I can't."
She couldn't tolerate any flaws, and Peng Xiufang shouldn't live such a pathetic life.
Let's just consider her meddling; she'll definitely talk about it anyway.
"Then there's no need to overthink it."
Yan Sui pouted and started ordering him around again: "Mr. Fu, could you please help me move these things downstairs?"
The conflicted emotions dissipate quickly, with the main focus being on avoiding internal conflict.
Fu Yansheng obediently became a porter.
No sooner had they put the things down than Aunt Ruan arrived with honey.
“It’s all here. You’ve almost bought up all the honey from your Uncle Wang’s house.”
Sui Liyuan came out to help carry the things, saying, "Why did you buy so much honey out of the blue?"
"I'll be live-streaming making handmade soap this afternoon. Road repairs will cost a lot of money, so I need to work hard during this time. Making money is the priority."
Fu Yansheng glanced at her subtly, but ultimately remained silent.
It would be more appropriate for Qujiang to step in and pay for it.
However, when Qujiang offered to cover all the road repair costs, Yan Sui refused.
"We can't just fleece everyone we meet. Mr. Qu, a small donation of two million would be fine. We, Changqing Village, are not greedy."
Qu Jiang: "...I thought you really didn't want a single cent."
Yan Sui chuckled, "Of course, Mr. Qu knows a lot of wealthy people. It would be great if he could help me get some sponsorships. Anyone who sponsors more than 500,000 yuan can get a free farm VIP card and enjoy priority purchasing rights and a 10% discount in the long term."
Of course, the VIP cards aren't ready yet.
Qu Jiang clicked his tongue, "You're being too stingy. I thought it would be free."
Yan Sui glared at him. "This is just a small business! You rich people, how dare you freeload here?"
"Okay, I'll go back and ask."
With Fu Yansheng stepping in, it's unlikely anyone would refuse.
During the afternoon live stream, Yan Sui, who rarely wears makeup, appeared beautifully in front of the camera.
[Finally remembered the password!]
The live stream was so sudden! Could you please give us a heads-up next time? I almost missed it.
I missed the first few times I tried to squat down, so I didn't get a single dish.
Are there any cherry tomatoes left today? They're incredibly delicious, leaving a wonderful aftertaste.
Yan Sui adjusted the camera to show everyone the raw materials for handmade soap.
"Today I'm not pulling radishes, I'm going to livestream myself making handmade soap at home and chat with everyone."
The haters arrived late, and they got excited as soon as she mentioned handmade soap.
[See, see, they'll be doing live-streaming e-commerce soon.]
[They always call me "baby" so affectionately, but this isn't a baby at all; it's like being exploited.]
[Where did you get this handmade soap? Did you buy it from a small commodities wholesale market?]
[Will anyone actually buy this? Aren't they afraid of ruining their skin?]
Yan Sui proceeded with her actions methodically, her tone indifferent: "Then you're really wrong. I plan to keep the handmade soap for my own use, I won't sell it."
Moreover, handmade soaps have a long curing period; they will be better if left to sit in a dry, well-ventilated environment for more than six months.
It takes too long; she can't do it.
[Why would you do a live stream if you're not selling products?]
[She's addicted to pretending to be aloof.]
It all boils down to money. Is it so hard to admit that?
"I'm only in it for the money. Aren't I just waiting for everyone to send me gifts?"
[Hilarious, they've even stopped pretending.]
[After so many years of usurping someone else's place, a pheasant is still a pheasant; it can never become a phoenix.]
[Hurry up and end the broadcast, who's going to send you gifts? Don't embarrass yourself.]
Just as Yan Sui was about to look up at the comments, a barrage of gift effects flooded the screen.
[FU gives away 99 dazzling fireworks]
【FU is giving away 99 Rose Manor plants】
【FU is giving away 99 Golden Moments】
【FU sends out 99 heart-stirring flower seas】
[...]
Yan Sui narrowed her eyes, confirming with a glance that he was indeed a top influencer.
Holy crap, the top-ranked player really knows what's what.
[Hmm, if I remember correctly, one "Heartbeat Flower Sea" costs 5200!]
I really want to fight you rich people!
[The sugar daddy's here! Women make money so fast, those who know, know.]
Women make money fast; just ask your mom if she's a self-made millionaire.
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