Old Mrs. Li was panting with exhaustion. When she heard her son talking, she used all her strength to carry Li Mengyue on her back.
Li Mengyue was on Old Lady Li's back, pressing down deliberately.
"Hey, why does this little hoof seem heavier?" Old Mrs. Li asked in confusion.
"Mom, it's probably your illusion. Let's walk faster."
Li Jian was walking in front. Seeing that Old Lady Li was walking slowly, he urged her on impatiently, muttering to himself, "What's wrong with you, mother? You're so slow even carrying someone on your back. It seems I've got the whole 100 taels of silver."
Li Jian didn't care about the old lady Li behind him, or how hard it was for her to carry someone on her back. He just complained that she was walking too slowly.
But no matter how slow he walked, he finally reached the village entrance after an incense stick of time. After walking a little further, he saw a carriage.
Li Jian quickly stepped forward, knocked on the carriage, and said respectfully, "Butler Qian, the person is here."
As soon as Li Jian finished speaking, the carriage was opened and a middle-aged man walked down. He was wearing silk clothes and it was obvious at a glance that he came from a wealthy family.
"Bring the person here, let me take a look first." The middle-aged man glanced at Li Jian and said arrogantly.
"Yes, mother, please bring the person here quickly." Li Jian waved to Old Lady Li.
Seeing the housekeeper Qian's attire and the carriage parked by the roadside, Old Lady Li, who always looked down on everyone, said in a very flattering manner, "You must be the housekeeper Qian my son is talking about. You are obviously not an ordinary person. Your aura is so impressive that it almost blinds me."
Then she looked at the carriage beside her and exclaimed, "Wow, this carriage is really expensive. Only rich people can afford it." After that, she looked at the butler Qian eagerly.
"Where did this crazy woman come from?" Qian Biao had heard too many flattering words since he became the housekeeper of Landlord Huang's family, but no one had said such words in front of him, so he directly blamed Li Jian.
Li Jian was embarrassed and didn't expect that his mother would embarrass him like this. He reached out and pulled Mrs. Li's sleeve and shouted coldly: "Stop talking."
Afterwards, he bowed and apologized to Butler Qian: "Butler Qian, this is the one who takes care of my family. He is usually at home and has never seen such an important person as Butler Qian."
"Forget it, I won't bother with a peasant woman. Let me see the person quickly."
Li Jian grabbed Old Lady Li and asked her to put the man down.
I don’t know if it was intentional, but Old Lady Li threw Li Mengyue to the ground.
"What's going on? Are you unwilling?" Butler Qian questioned the man when he saw him unconscious.
"Of course not. I'm willing, very willing. Do you think I'm satisfied?" Old Mrs. Li explained immediately.
Butler Qian hadn't seen Li Mengyue's face yet, but he was already very satisfied just by seeing the girl's slim figure. When he saw her face, he was originally very satisfied, but now he was 120% satisfied.
He had met Landlord Huang several times before, but he had never seen a woman with such an outstanding appearance. The girl had smooth black hair, fair skin, and a delicate face, like a blooming flower.
He felt a little itchy just looking at it, his throat sliding unconsciously a few times, not to mention the yellow landlord. Now he just hoped that after the yellow landlord got tired of playing with him, he would reward him like before.
Li Mengyue was lying on the ground, and she could clearly feel a pair of explicit eyes looking at her. If she didn't want to find out about the matter of Landlord Huang, she would definitely not let Butler Qian pass.
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