'Go on. Her second brother must have it too easy, letting you wander about. If I don't stir up some trouble for him, he'll forget where this good life of his came from.'
As Yang Xiaolin picked up her bowl and left without a word, finally disappearing from view, Shen Weimin's expression darkened. Fortunately, he already had a plan.
'If any gossip spreads about me being involved with some girl, it would be a disaster if Uncle Xu found out. He'd definitely make Changqing stay away from me.'
In the fields under the scorching sun, Bai Chenggang straightened up to wipe the sweat from his face. He glanced over at his uncle, Bai Xinsheng, who was still shouting orders in the distance, his voice already hoarse.
'On a day like this? No way it's going to rain this afternoon! My uncle has this habit of spouting alarmist nonsense every once in a while. Thankfully, it usually passes in a day or two.'
