"Hmph, nothing but lies."
He had nearly believed her nonsense just now.
Bang!
The wooden door trembled several times.
"Huh?"
Su Qiao stared at the door, her face full of confusion.
"Xiao Si, who was he talking about? Is there someone like that in our village? Could it be that my memories are incomplete?"
"Host, I don't know either. I just checked the plot again, and there's no man named Pan An."
"That's strange."
Su Qiao was quite troubled.
Things had been going so well, and their relationship had just begun to warm up.
Why had Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared out of nowhere?
Because Qi Jinghe was angry, he and Su Qiao gave each other the cold shoulder for several days.
Every time Su Qiao tried to speak to him, he would turn his head away and leave.
Helpless, Su Qiao could only focus most of her efforts on conditioning their health.
Since Old Man Liu's health had always been weak, and Little Yue'er was still young, Su Qiao used the gentlest method and didn't dare start with strengthening medicine.
Instead, she prepared some mild, nourishing medicine and mixed it into their food and tea.
That day, Su Qiao had just left the house and was preparing to stroll around town to see whether she could find some good way to make money.
Unexpectedly, before she had even left the village, she ran into Liu Jianfang, whom she had not seen in a long time.
Although Liu Jianfang was around six feet tall, he was quite thin. He had a mole on his chin, and his narrow, triangular eyes glittered sharply.
Anyone could tell at a glance that he was no good.
With only one look, 444 immediately reached that conclusion.
"Did you really need to say that?"
Li Dabao