While Ji Yang was busy with his work, inside a home in Wu Changshan, his wife Lan Xiaohua was discussing their daughter's affairs.
"Changshan, what do you think Chief Ji is thinking? Why hasn't he slept with Mi yet?"
Wu Changshan was actually feeling anxious too. He had seen that Ji Yang was truly exceptional, strong in all aspects, and what's most important was that their daughter was set on having a life with him. However, after observing for a while, they realized that Ji Yang hadn't made any further developments with their daughter.
"I don't know, maybe he's just busy."
Everyone had seen the changes in Wushu Village, too. Ever since Ji Yang arrived, the place had been changing day by day, especially with the sales of rice wine and mountain goods, which brought much income to the villagers. It was no longer the same quiet mountain village; each day seemed filled with purpose.
"Changshan, you don't think Chief Ji looks down on our Mi, do you?"
