Chapter 1183 Desperate (27)
"...?" Yun Si tilted her head slightly.
He is...
Assuring her?
Xiao Yao thought carefully and blinked.
"It's okay, just remember to bring an umbrella next time."
As she spoke, she still didn't forget to help him put down the basket.
When the back basket was put down, there was a bang bang sound.
She weighed it conveniently, it was quite heavy.
"What's this?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw it.
"...silver, silver?"
so much? ?
In the back basket, it was wrapped in cloth, and the white snow silver was exposed because of the rain.
She didn't move, just by visual inspection, she knew that there was a lot of money here.
Look at the snowy silver, and then at the man who was drenched in the rain.
The man lowered his eyelids and looked at her without emotion.
The two people just looked at each other, and there seemed to be a momentary freeze in the air.
Yun Si opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
"you…"
"Hurry up and change your clothes, I'll bring hot water."
She put down the pannier, wisely choosing not to ask more questions.
But as soon as she turned around, the man raised his hand to block her.
The voice fell beside her ear, faintly.
"This is a fee for you."
"If you want to go back to Beijing, these should be enough."
He still wanted her to go, and even that was prepared.
"..." Yun Si stood there, clenched her fists silently.
After two seconds of silence, she walked around him as if she didn't hear him, and walked out.
It was still raining heavily outside, and the wind picked up again, blowing heavy rain into the eaves.
Yun Si entered the stove, carrying a basin, scooping hot water from it.
One scoop, two scoops, three scoops...
"Snapped-"
The wooden spoon was slapped on the stage, and she took a deep breath.
It's normal not to like her... very normal... two people haven't known each other for long, and it's normal to be indifferent to her...
Besides, he has such a temperament, she shouldn't be angry...shouldn't be angry because of this...
She gripped the handle of the wooden spoon so tightly that she nearly crushed it.
After an unknown period of time, Yun Si used great strength to calm down her emotions.
She tidied up her expression and picked up the basin.
Brought it into the room, inside, Yu Falcon had already put on clean clothes.
is sitting there wiping the mud off his legs with a dry cloth.
Yun Si held the water basin and placed it at his feet.
"Do you want me to help you—"
"Need not."
Still in a cold tone.
Pushed her hand away, soaked a dry cloth in hot water, and wiped it on her leg.
"..." Yun Si squatted there, looking at him, without saying a word.
The retracted hand grabbed his dress, silent.
Seeing that he didn't need her help at all, she stood up and sat on the stool.
The gripped fabric on the dress was about to be torn.
Pursing her lips, she made a sound.
"Do you have to do this...reject people thousands of miles away?"
He didn't speak, his eyes were downcast, as if he didn't hear.
Yun Si looked away, "I don't understand, can someone help you at home?"
"Weng Po and the others said you don't want to get married, why? Is it not good to have a woman at home who can help you take care of everything?"
His movements paused, and his tone was indifferent: "Women are in trouble."
"...you—what's the trouble?"
Yun Si couldn't understand.
He raised his eyelids, his eyes were dark, "You're too delicate, it's troublesome."
"..." Yun Si didn't understand where his strange prejudice came from.
(end of this chapter)