Becoming the Richest by Farming

Si Lu wanted to say it was just a meal?

He wanted to live here.

Of course, he would not say such words.

He might be kicked out on the spot.

Although he also had bodyguards, they were still a little unreliable to deal with compared to the people specially arranged by the country for Ying Wan.

He stood up, moved his neck, and looked at Ying Wan seriously: "Okay, if you think about it one day, send me a message. My number has not changed. You must remember it."

Si Lu used to be Ying Wan's student for a while.

Even though he is older than Ying Wan.

But it is not shameful. He is already outstanding enough. It is Ying Wan who is not a normal person.

The old professor who was responsible for teaching them at that time either became her colleague or a student.

However, the existence of gods still needs mortals to worship, and he is willing to be the mortal who worships.

Ying Wan began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks without any retention: "Let's go."

Si Lu was still groaning in his heart, thinking that this woman was cold and ruthless.

She didn't say a word to anyone.

However, seeing her packing up these things, I remembered her cold and arrogant face before. To be honest, Ying Wan now has more worldly atmosphere and looks more obedient.

If you are not an insider, who would have thought that the achievements she has achieved are something that countless people can never catch up with in their lifetime?

Si Lu took a last look at Ying Wan and turned away.

***

That night, a sneaky figure appeared on the hillside of Ying Wan's house.

This sneaky figure was Aunt Xiu's son during the day.

He couldn't control himself when he saw Ying Wan's delicate and tender face during the day. He hadn't seen it before, and he hadn't seen many people in the city who were as naturally beautiful as Ying Wan. He found out that Ying Wan lived alone in the back mountain village, alone, late at night, and no one else, so he had thoughts that he shouldn't have.

Rural girls are all thin-skinned. He came tonight and forced it to be a done deal, and Ying Wan couldn't help but agree?

The beautiful thoughts in his mind, coupled with the silence in the middle of the night, magnified the ugly desires hidden in people's hearts. Aunt Xiu's son looked at the lonely tile house in the back mountain. The lights on at this time made him look even more lonely.

He came to the fence door and saw a figure walking inside. Just when he was about to force the fence door open, he suddenly felt something hitting the back of his head.

It was hard and cold, hitting the back of his head.

He froze all over.

From the corner of his eyes, he saw three tall and straight figures appear in the darkness around him. They were all of the same height and dressed in casual clothes, but they all had the same aura of killing.

There was no expression on their faces. From the angle of one of them holding something, he held something against Aunt Xiu's son's head.

Aunt Xiu's son had never eaten pork, but he had seen pigs run. At that moment, he thought of something that ordinary people had never seen before - a gun.

He was so scared that he almost peed.

He trembled: "You...you..."

One of them said: "You dare to come anywhere, are people so brave nowadays?"

Another voice sounded impatiently: "Miss Ying wants to rest, hurry up and deal with him, don't disturb Miss Ying."

Aunt Xiu's son only heard this sentence, and then he felt a sudden heavy blow on the back of his head, and then he knew nothing.