The Widow Chen's expression had surprisingly become friendlier, "Then, when you have free time, you should visit their home more often, having a companion to play with isn't bad, there's no need to stay tucked away at home all the time."
Before Widow Chen's eyes floated the tall figure of Xia Ye.
That time, as she passed by the field, she saw Xia Ye wearing only a robe and rolling up his pant legs to pull weeds by the field's edge. The fiery red sunset reflected on his robust body, and she couldn't express how pleasing it was to the eye. At that moment, she thought how thrilling it would be to have been favored by such a man.
