The sound of a baby crying came from upstairs, followed soon by the coaxing voices of adults, and a woman's voice could be faintly heard: "Quickly bring up the bottle!"
Xie Tuoyu's gaze swept over the baby bottle on the table, and he gave Yi Mu an awkward look.
"My role here is that of a helper. I hope the Third Young Master will give me some face and not expose me."
Before Yi Mu could respond, a middle-aged man came down from upstairs.
Xie Tuoyu stood up from his chair, grabbed the baby bottle, and handed it to the hurried man: "Uncle Sang."
The man glanced at Yi Mu.
Xie Tuoyu explained, "This person came to the village to look for relatives. On the way, he accidentally stepped into a mudfish pit, so I brought him back to wash it."
The man nodded understandingly and asked Xie Tuoyu to get some watermelon for Yi Mu.
Xie Tuoyu responded and watched him go upstairs.
Yi Mu thought Xie Tuoyu would reveal his true identity, but he didn't expect him to be so kind.
Xie Tuoyu saw through his thoughts and smiled.
"My company has a 30% stake in the eldest young master. You are his brother, so you are my brother. We all have the same goal. Third young master, please keep this a secret from me. I will definitely not expose you."
Imu almost wanted to applaud him.
He never agreed to keep Xie Tuoyu's secret, but now that he's done this, Yi Mu has no choice but to do as he says.
Otherwise, if everyone reveals their background, these radical fruit farmers might drive them away.
Xie Tuoyu resolved the matter in a way that seemed to benefit all of us, but in reality, he was half-threatening Yi Mu into compromising.
Sure enough, Xie Tuoyu, who went from having nothing to becoming a billionaire, could not possibly be as harmless as he appeared.
Yi Mu smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes; it looked a bit like a blade just being sharpened, incredibly sharp.
"Who told you I was pretending to be someone else? Isn't my outfit enough to explain my purpose?"
Who are you threatening? Do you think he's some kind of kid who's easy to scare?
Xie Tuoyu took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep drag.
The corners of his mouth curled up again, but this time it was different from the previous ones; it had a hint of mockery.
"My team wasted two years on this land, trying every method imaginable, but we couldn't get these stubborn fruit farmers to agree to move."
Are you sure you can influence these people with just words?
The sarcasm in his tone was practically slapping into Imu's face.
Yi Mu was furious, but he remained outwardly calm.
He smelled the familiar scent of tobacco.
Xie Tuoyu probably thought he was a good-for-nothing, so he lost patience with him and directly showed his dissatisfaction in his face.
Yi Mu reached for the cigarettes on the table. He remembered that he used to not smoke and couldn't stand the strong smell of cigarettes.
But when I smelled the smoke Xie Tuoyu was exhaling, I suddenly felt a little hungry.
He didn't realize that his actions, whether it was taking a cigarette from the pack or holding a lighter and tilting his head to light it, were exactly the same as Xie Tuoyu's.
It is rumored that the third young master of the Yi family does not smoke and adheres to his principles even when facing powerful figures.
This rumor is like a dog farting; it doesn't count at all.
Xie Tuoyu felt that his smoking was just like any other ordinary man's.
Young Master Yi held a cigarette between his long, slender fingers, his handsome face hidden behind the wisps of smoke.
She doesn't have the greasy vibe of a smoker at all; instead, she exudes an astonishingly cold and elegant aura.
Xie Tuoyu thought that Yi Mu had taken his words to heart.
Then, after he had smoked his cigarette down to the butt, Yi Mu suddenly stood up opposite him.
Xie Tuoyu watched Yi Mu walk towards him, then lowered his head and blew the smoke from his mouth onto Yi Mu's face.
The pungent smell of smoke filled my nostrils and eyes, accompanied by a slightly bitter perfume scent.
Xie Tuoyu has the utmost contempt for men who wear perfume, but if it's Yi Mu, then it doesn't matter.
Looking at him up close, isn't this man a little too handsome?
Looking into his eyes, I always felt like my soul was being sucked in.
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