Picked Up A Husband For Farming

Xu Qing didn’t answer directly. Instead, she picked up her teacup and took a sip. “This is really good tea.”

Deng Chengxi smiled but said nothing.

“I want to ask you, how will we split the profit?” Xu Qing put down her teacup. Since they were all smart people, she had to make the distribution of profit clear.

The admiration in Deng Chengxi’s eyes grew. She didn’t expect to meet such a smart woman in a small town. It was much simpler to talk to smart people. She quickly decided. “You take fourty percent, and I’ll take sixty.”

“Fifty-fifty,” Xu Qing said again.

For a moment, there was silence.

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At that moment, he was on the phone while standing in front of the window. He spotted her running in and gave her not more than a side glance. He quickly moved his gaze towards the outside of the window and continued his serious conversation on the phone. 4
He acted as if picking her up from prison was nothing more than a matter of convenience.
Zhong Nuannuan finally felt relief in her heart when she once again saw this man, who was as tall as a pine tree and as noble as the gods. 9
There was a sudden pain in her heart that flooded into her eyes. If she had not done all she could to keep them under control, her tears would have fallen again.
“Nuannuan, how are you doing? You’ve been in prison for a month. Did anyone bully you? Are you hurt anywhere? Tell mum and I’ll make sure to settle everything for you!” 1
“Nuannuan is my daughter. There is no way that the daughter of Zhong Kuijun would be so weak. Just look at Nuannuan’s healthy face, she is in the pink of health. One look at her and anyone can see how well she is doing! Hahahaha… My girl, the Zhou family has withdrawn their suit against you. You have been pronounced not guilty for murder. Your dad is here to take you out of prison. Are you feeling happy?” 4
Zhong Nuannuan’s sight was suddenly blocked as her father, Zhong Kuijun and mother, Jiang Shuwan, stood in front of her. One of them took her left hand and the other held her right. They were concerned over her as they kept asking about her wellbeing.
In the middle of the room, her older sister, Zhong Qianqian, whom they shared the same father but had different mothers, stood not far from where Chi Yang was. Her body was a little slighted and from where Zhong Nuannuan was standing, it looked as if they were standing side by side. 5rdered a table of signature dishes. Everyone was dumbfounded. The two of them had ordered a table full of dishes?

 

Soon, the dishes were served. They looked good, but she didn’t know how they tasted. Xu Qing handed a pair of chopsticks to Qiao Yanhui. “Come, Little Hui, eat.”

Qiao Yanhui pouted and shook his head. “It’s not tasty.”