Qiu Zimo chuckled, "I sold my sheep to your husband, and even myself along with them, I sold them all to him."
"..."
Chi Zaozao was stunned.
The two people sitting in front had somber faces, their lips tightly sealed, each harboring their own thoughts.
Chi Zaozao had no illusions about getting the reason from Ye Que's mouth; she pondered, what did he mean by selling himself along with the sheep to her husband?
Could it be that Ye Que wanted to thank him for saving his life by specifically allowing him to stay by his side to work as a form of repayment?
But why did he have to come with them? Why not just give him money and consider the matter settled?
Chi Zaozao didn't understand, but upon hearing Qiu Zimo's words, she felt an inexplicable sense of repulsion.
Throughout the ride, nobody talked much. Chi Zaozao leaned to one side and unwittingly fell asleep.
It wasn't until the car arrived at the Ye Family's door that Qiu Zimo nudged her arm, "Little girl, we're at your home."
