Just after the three of us finished eating, for some reason, the farmer's courtyard suddenly filled with many people.
Chi Zaozao was nibbling on her chopsticks, watching the people in the courtyard while wondering, why were those people eyeing Ye Que like tigers stalking their prey?
She turned her head and nudged the man next to her, "Husband, what are they doing?"
Ye Que ignored her.
Chi Zaozao, not giving up, turned to Qiu Zimo again, "Hey, didn't you say you were a villager from around here? Is this your home by any chance? And, why are they looking at us like that?"
It seemed like they were all women, each one gazing at Ye Que with hearts in their eyes, almost drooling.
Could it be they've never seen a tall, rich and handsome man like Ye Que before and all came over to admire him?
Oh My! If that's the case, she needed to feel a sense of crisis.
"I don't live in this village," Qiu Zimo said.
Chi Zaozao pouted and suddenly stood up, walked over to close the door.
