A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[3]

C282: Peace Treaty

The man's breaking in incurred Jiayi's annoyance. Even though he knew that what the man said was indeed true, he couldn't help but retort, "Even if the latter one will be a gloomy Femina man locked in the deep chamber, he is still a gloomy Femina man with coins and a bunch of jewelry! If I were to marry a poor guy, it would be nothing but the most miserable fact to have no jewelry in my entire life! Anyway, I am not going to imagine that life myself!"

He seemed to have been overwhelmed by a true and deep sorrow right now so that Song Qinghan speculated that it was caused by his experience in the past. Song Qinghan pondered for a brief moment, and then replied slowly, "No one is going to be poor for his all life since the couple got healthy limbs and can work. I believe that every couple can purchase at least a pair of jewelry in their life. Besides, the rich will never be generous even though he marries you, so how do you know that there isn't any gloomy Femina man who is locked in the deep and lonely chamber without jewelry?"

Jiayi was speechless right away as the grievance towards Song Qinghan in the mind grew deeper as if he was complaining that Song Qinghan was annoying to bring him down into a situation of embarrassment.

However, in further consideration and diving deeper into this whole matter, what Song Qinghan said indeed made sense, but it was just...

"I just know it! You are just persuading me to change my mind!"

Upon hearing the conclusion that Jiayi seemed to draw after a long silence, Song Qinghan laughed abruptly mixing with a bit angry, and he turned his face to the other side laying on his side while tucking himself, "Whatever you think, I will no more bother myself into it. Anyway, I have married the one who I love the most and he loves me the same, it's none of my business to get into the others' personal affair."

He indeed hoped that Jiayi would continue to be obsessed and stubborn enough so that he would have more shows to watch, for if he continued to cling to Wu Dahu, he would surely end up with nothing.

The night passed quietly without further 'debate'. The next morning, when Song Qinghan finished washing up and walked slowly back to Wu Dahu's tent, he saw Jiayi at the door, but unfortunately, he had thrown his eyes at a 'blind man' and Wu Dahu wouldn't even let him in, making him look pitiful as if he was just a beggar with a bowl in hands.

After seeing Song Qinghan, Jiayi gave him a fierce glare and muttered in a low voice, "Take me in! Or you're just jealous!"

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows and replied calmly, "Yes, you're right, I am a guy who loves to be jealous of everything, what's wrong with that?"

As he said so, he noticed a figure in his glance the next moment, and after glancing over there, he said with a light smile, "I'm quite curious, how would you feel if you saw someone delivering something to Lord Lu?"

'Clicking', Jiayi's hand shook and the bowl he was holding fell to the ground, shattering into pieces of porcelain.

Seeing him carrying the hem of his clothes, impatiently running in one direction, Song Qinghan rubbed his chin and smiled, and came to unveil the curtain of the tent and strode in.

Unexpectedly, he had only just walked in when he crashed head-on into a warm embrace.

Wu Dahu's voice came from the top of his head with a faintly sultry tinge, surprisingly sounding a little pitiful.