For the entire day, Qin Xi ignored Han Shi, especially at night. Han Shi could only curl up on the sofa and sleep.

Initially, he wanted to wait for Qin Xi to fall asleep before crawling back to bed. However, Qin Xi said to him, “If you don’t listen to me, from now on, you’ll sleep outside.”

Helpless, Han Shi could only stay on the sofa for the night.`

The next day, the two of them took the train back to Shangwan Village. When they arrived at the entrance of the village, they saw hundreds of villagers surrounding a big car and making a ruckus.

Before Qin Xi could figure out what was going on, she heard Han Shi say angrily, “It must be Yang Wei and the others again.”

Qin Xi was enlightened.

Wasn’t Yang Wei the profiteer who monopolized the tea leaves of Shangwan Village, Pingluo Village, Zaohua Village, and a few other nearby villages?

She recalled that the village chief had once said that Yang Wei had a strong background and that he had monopolized the tea market for a long time. As long as the teas were not sold according to the price he set up, he would ask the surrounding buyers not to buy the tea leaves.

In short, over the years, Yang Wei had been oppressing the villagers, making them suffer. Fortunately, there were no natural disasters or man-made disasters in the past few years. Otherwise, the villagers might have starved to death.

“Let’s go and take a look.” Qin Xi narrowed her eyes and smiled evilly.

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