Whenever Zhang Xiaobei thought of the second young miss of the Tang family, Tang Xiaowei, he felt quite conflicted in his heart.
Although they had met by chance and had hardly any interaction, for some reason, he always felt indebted to this woman.
Strange!
After parting ways, Zhang Xiaobei found a breakfast spot, ate hurriedly, bought some used furniture at the farmers market, and spent fifty yuan to hire a tricycle to return to Ji Xian Village.
"Sister-in-law, how is the fish pond doing?" Zhang Xiaobei asked while helping to unload the furniture he had brought back.
"Nothing much, Zhao Xiong is looking after the fish pond, and Cao Chusheng helps out from time to time. Now, the one who is freest is me."
Seeing Zhang Xiaobei dripping with sweat, He Xiaoya went inside to get a towel and gently wiped him down.
The pure gaze and sweet smile made Zhang Xiaobei's heart flutter involuntarily.
