At that moment, Su Wenyue only cared about her seeds. She didn't even notice the undercurrents between the two men, but still, she was somewhat displeased that Han Yu had intercepted her midway. She attempted to pry off the arm wrapped around her waist, to no avail. Her feeble strength was no match, and Su Wenyue didn't want to entangle herself with such trivial matters. She turned to look at Su Hengxuan.
"Second Brother, how many seeds do we have? Second Brother, I want to plant a lot. You have to get me more; they're really good stuff. Not only will I plant them, our family can too. And the sweet potatoes, the ones you brought back for me to roast last time, get me more of those too."
