latelenovela Chapter 341 Entering the game personally
Chapter 341 Entering the game personally
Her eyelashes drooped, her eyes darted around furtively, and finally, she lifted her eyelashes, revealing a polite smile, and readily agreed:
"Okay!"
The two walked one after the other into the shadows under the bridge. Wen Meijiu, walking behind, glanced sideways and caught a glimpse of the foot that had been retracted, but pretended not to notice and continued walking.
A gentle breeze, carrying the summer heat, whipped up yellow dust that swept towards them. Young Master Wang stepped from the left to the right, blocking some of the dust from falling onto Wen Meijiu.
Wen Meijiu sat down in the shadows under the bridge, casually took out a dried sesame seed cake from her cloth bag, broke it in half, and handed it to Young Master Wang.
"Not hungry."
He refused, and Wen Meijiu didn't try to persuade her. She hadn't eaten well at lunch and was hungry, so she started eating on her own, completely disregarding her image.
Man is made of iron, food is made of steel; you'll get hungry if you skip a meal, and eating your fill is the most important thing.
Watching her puff out her cheeks as she ate, turning her head to look elsewhere, Young Master Wang quietly sat down beside her.
"I wonder who Miss Wen plans to sell the water to?"
He picked up a withered blade of grass from the ground and idly twirled it in his hand, his lips moving as he asked a question in a low voice, as if chatting with an old friend.
Wen Meijiu didn't intend to hide it from him. After supporting them for so long, it was time for them to contribute something.
"Of course we'll sell to those who bullied us. If they can sell to us for one or two taels of silver, why can't we sell to them for one or two taels of silver?"
Upon hearing this, Young Master Wang abruptly turned his head to look at her, his gaze lingering on her face for a long time, his eyes brightening and then dimming.
He said that Old Li wouldn't bring up Art for no reason, and that Art had gone to find brown sugar for Wen Meijiu.
Putting aside whether Art was really that thoughtful, brown sugar is hard to find on this road, let alone going to great lengths to find it, which would just be a waste of manpower and resources.
Hearing Wen Meijiu say this, he understood everything.
The explosion that came from the village just now was not an accident. If he wasn't mistaken, it must have been done by Art and his men.
As for how Art got into the village, he shifted his gaze from Wen Meijiu and looked around.
The village is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with only the entrance facing the main road. If Art and his group want to enter the village unnoticed, they would have to cross the entire mountain.
It would take time to cross the entire mountain, at least half an hour. The explosions had been going on for so long, and Art still hadn't appeared, which proved his idea was correct in terms of time.
His deep gaze suddenly turned somewhat cold, but he unconsciously froze for a moment.
Young Master Wang's brows furrowed, his eyelids half-closed, concealing the faint surprise in his eyes. When he turned his head again, all that remained was scrutiny.
Her fingertips were still covered in food crumbs, but her eating movements were swift and decisive. A few fine beads of sweat slid down her forehead, but her eyes held a deep resilience, showing no trace of fragility.
His thin lips pressed into a cold, hard line, and a subtle, almost imperceptible stirring passed through the young master's heart.
In a chaotic world, even men are preoccupied with their own futures. Yet, she, a woman, was able to set aside her pride and fight against all difficulties like a man in this cruel world. Her spirit is truly awe-inspiring.
His Adam's apple bobbed almost imperceptibly. Young Master Wang withdrew his gaze, his expression indifferent. Only the slight prejudice in his heart that "girls are inherently weak" had been quietly rewritten—she was indeed different from others.
"What are you going to do?"
He blurted it out without the slightest hesitation.
Wen Meijiu listened as if it were expected. She showed no excitement, nor did she try to hide anything; her tone was normal.
"You want to get involved too?"
Young Master Wang looked at her again. He wondered when she had started looking at him with such eyes. Did money only exist in his eyes?
However, this is not necessarily a bad thing. Having worked together for so long, she has never let him suffer any losses.
"Ah."
He went along with it and agreed.
"Alright, if you want to make money, you'll have to offer a pledge of allegiance first."
Wen Meijiu took another bite of the sesame seed cake in one hand, and then pulled the water pouch from her waist and handed it to Young Master Wang.
Young Master Wang looked down at her, then looked up at her again. Finally, he reached out to take the water pouch and feed her, but she shook the pouch and laughed.
"The stopper has been pulled out, I don't have a hand anymore."
Nonsense! She's not that dramatic. It's just a business relationship. Why would she be so humiliating to him?
"Oh."
He responded somewhat awkwardly, then stretched out his finger and pinched off the stopper on the water bag.
Wen Meijiu tilted her head back and took a few big gulps, but she couldn't help but burst out laughing, almost spitting out her food as well. She quickly lowered her head.
"Is it that funny?"
He was still unhappy.
"No, no, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."
Wen Meijiu said that, but thinking about what happened later, she still couldn't help but laugh.
After a while, she sat up straight, rubbing her forehead, and discussed the upcoming cooperation with him.
"This pledge of allegiance is easy in some ways, and difficult in others; it all depends on how you look at it..."
Her voice trailed off, growing softer and softer until it was inaudible to people a meter away.
After Wen Meijiu finished speaking to him, his expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and he silently got up and walked away.
Wen Meijiu stood up, holding a water pouch in one hand and a sesame seed cake in the other, and called out to his straight back:
"You can back out."
"Once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow."
Upon hearing his words, Wen Meijiu immediately felt relieved.
Turning her gaze away, Wen Meijiu glanced to the right side of the bridge again, where a figure suddenly shrank back.
She sneered twice, then deliberately took the water from the water bag and splashed it sharply to the right to show her disgust.
After Wen Meijiu had walked away, he slowly walked out from the right side and stood where Wen Meijiu had stood.
"Pah!" She spat out another mouthful of saliva, her small hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into the flesh of her palms, drawing blood without her noticing.
Her aloof eyes churned with resentment, like two venomous snakes flicking their tongues, wishing they could coil around Wen Meijiu's retreating figure, torture her to death, and tear her apart.
That bitch! What right does she have to steal her man?
In terms of ability, she might not necessarily lose to her.
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"Sir, I am the maid who helps Miss Wen in the kitchen. My name is Ma Rulan."
Do you know who's stealing your business?
She was still wearing Ma Rulan's clothes, her face completely covered with a handkerchief.
She came to the village alone, and because she was unfamiliar with it, she wandered around several times before finally finding the backyard of the local temple.
When she saw a group of soldiers directing the villagers to salvage the bombed well, she was overjoyed; she had finally found the person she was looking for.
Upon meeting the officers and soldiers in charge, she didn't waste any words and went straight up to ask the most important questions.
The officers and soldiers in charge were also completely bewildered. When they saw a strange girl asking such a nonsensical question, they pushed her away.
"Go somewhere cool and stay there. Don't join in the fun here."
Since the goal hasn't been achieved, how could I possibly leave so easily?