THE FIERCE FARM GIRL HAS A SECRET SPACE

Chapter 1444: Chapter 1444: Following Behind (6) Re Mei stood in the middle of the road without any intention of leaving. Du Juan held the horsewhip but could not bring herself to use it; if the carriage charged forward and this person did not move aside, it could possibly injure the people inside.

"Move aside," Yang Ruxin's voice coldly came from the carriage, "Song San, do not force me to take action, I believe that's not something you can endure." "Step aside, then," Song San sighed, knowing that if Re Mei continued to block the way, the next moment might prove fatal, as the girl always carried two incredibly fast poisonous snakes with her. Only then did Re Mei step behind Song San. Du Juan snorted at Re Mei, then flicked the whip. The whip grazed over the top of Re Mei's head, twirled in the air with a crack sound, and the carriage horses started running, quickly leaving the scene.

Finally, Re Mei frowned; if not for the master's silence, he really wanted to teach that arrogant girl a lesson. "Sister, this person... looks so mesmerizingly beautiful..." Yu Qingge glanced back from the window of the carriage, "A man that looks like this... tsk tsk," pausing, "Wait, isn't he the secret owner of Qunfang Pavilion?" "It should be," Yang Ruxin nodded, "Otherwise, he wouldn't have come so promptly.

Although ostensibly he's helping us to discipline those people, he's actually afraid I'd kill them..." This Song San is indeed a Relentless Spirit, I regret saving him back then, but sadly there's no medicine for regret. "Miss, it's my fault..." Yang He was very remorseful. "In a family, there's no such thing as causing trouble for each other," Yang Ruxin glanced at Yang He, "Remember, the one who causes trouble is Yingchun, but she's already dead.

Now, by my side is Yang He, my person, who is untouchable..." Yang He nodded vigorously, tears unconsciously falling and wetting the cloth on his face. "Your face can be healed," Yang Ruxin added, "In about three months, it should recover to almost seventy to eighty percent. You can cry now, but once we get back and apply the ointment, you can't cry anymore. Tears will render the ointment ineffective..." "I understand, I won't cry anymore," Yang He hurriedly nodded and then wiped his tears dry. Yang Ruxin smiled with satisfaction.

"Miss, that person is following behind," Du Juan's voice suddenly came in. Yu Qingge quickly got up and pressed her face against the rear window. Sure enough, Song San with his poker-face guard was leisurely following behind the carriage. "This road goes from Suzhou to Hangzhou; it is open to everyone... We shouldn't be so vain to think he's following us..." Yang Ruxin chuckled, "Du Juan, just proceed as usual, don't mind others..." "Yes," Du Juan then calmed down, still whipping at normal speed.

"Sister, this person seems very familiar with you..." Yu Qingge was still quite curious, "Is he one of your admirers too?" "I rescued him from the jaws of jackals," Yang Ruxin glanced at Yu Qingge, "Later, for the sake of Elder Tang, my husband and I made a trip to Wanren Villa, and there, I saved him once again..." "No wonder," Yu Qingge smacked her lips, "Owing a life-saving debt... truly anxious for Sister's husband."