In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 205 - 204 (2)_1
When everyone else had left and there was no more spectacle to be seen, Su Xianâer slowly turned to leave. đđŁđđđ đđđđ¨đŻđđ.đđ¨đ
Unexpectedly, Su Sikong stopped her, "Xianâer, stay."
Caught slightly off guard, a fleeting odd look crossed Su Xianâerâs eyes before she nodded in agreement.
"You, go and check on Yueâer first. Deal with anything that needs to be dealt with. Understand?"
Su Sikong squinted, keeping a close eye on her.
This girl was most slippery and cunning. But precisely because of this, she knew best what to say and what not to say.
Letting her into the room, he felt at ease.
Without another word, Su Xianâer quickly entered the room.
Yueâer had struggled to get up from the ground, trying to put on her clothes. Her dislocated left arm was clearly out of strength, so despite struggling profusely, her clothes wouldnât cooperate.
When Su Xianâer quietly walked in, she directly faced Su Yueâerâs face that was covered in bruises. Her face was full of overlapping handprints, swollen like a pigâs head.
"What are you doing in here? Are you here to laugh at me?"
Su Yueâer was embarrassed, annoyed, and fuming. A cold light flickering at the bottom of her eyes, she turned her head away unwilling to let Xianâer see her in such a state.
"It was uncle who let me in," Su Xianâer said softly.
Su Yueâer was briefly stunned.
Su Xianâer silently stepped forward, keeping her head down as she gently helped Yueâer dress. She then picked up the comb to fix Yueâerâs hair and quietly stepped back.
"Wait!"
Yueâer stopped her.
"I understand. I was never here earlier."
Su Xianâer halted, spoke her piece, and without waiting for Su Yueâerâs reply, left the room in silence.
Such behavior left Su Yueâer with no outlet for her pent-up anger. She glared at Xianâerâs retreating figure and could not help but grumble.
"Hmph! At least you know your place!"
Su Sikong had been waiting anxiously outside the door.
Seeing Su Xianâer come out, his narrowed gaze widened!
However, Xianâer did not say anything. She simply respectfully greeted him, and left on her own accord.
Su Sikong squinted his eyes and glanced at Su Xianâer.
Good, good. Not saying anything she shouldnât. Indeed, a smart girl!
He nodded in satisfaction, and then clutched his chest as he walked into the room.
After a bit of tidying up, Su Yueâer looked a lot better, but the sight of her beaten, miserable figure caused Su Sikong intense heartache.
"That damn bastard! Yueâer, donât worry, tomorrow your father will confront him!"
He couldnât help but curse angrily.
Dare to treat his Yueâer in such a way, did they think Su Sikong was a pushover?
He clenched his teeth, no matter what, even if he had to exploit those powers he would rather not touch on an ordinary day! There has to be a solution for this.
"Father, now is not the time to confront him."
Su Yueâer collapsed into Su Sikongâs embrace, crying uncontrollably, "Daddy, Daddy! What should Yueâer do, sob..."
"Donât cry, our Yueâer doesnât cry. Rest assured! Your father will definitely help you get justice for the grievances youâve suffered."
Su Sikong quickly patted her back, a deep concern in his eyes: "Yueâer, tell Daddy, did that Eighth Master ever..."
"No. Yueâer is still pure."
Su Yueâer quickly shook her head, naturally understanding the seriousness of the matter: "Just because Yueâer stubbornly refused him, he beat me into such a state. Dad! My hand hurts so much. My face hurts too, my whole body hurts..."
"Donât be scared, let Daddy take a look."
Su Sikong endured his own pain and carefully checked Su Yueâerâs injuries.
Then he sighed with relief: "Itâs fine, your arm is just dislocated, and your body and face are just superficial injuries. Rest for a while and youâll be good. However, I lack the ability to treat your injuries. How about... we bring that foolish girl, Su Panâer back?"
Thinking of Su Panâerâs mocking eyes, Su Sikong felt a pang in his heart.
But for his Yueâer, he still suggested looking for that damn girl to treat the injuries.
"No! I donât want her to treat me."
Su Yueâer screamed, and regardless of her bodyâs pain, she clutched Su Sikongâs garment tightly: "Dad, we wonât ask for her help. Even if Yueâer had rather die, we would not plead before her. Itâs just a dislocation, right? Yueâer can endure it. Can we seek the doctor in the county town instead? Dad, please agree, okay? Is it okay?"
Seeing her woeful face begging him, Su Sikong instantly changed his mind.
"Okay, okay, we wonât look for that foolish girl, we wonât. Come on, let Daddy see your arm."
Hearing this, Su Yueâerâs heart settled down a bit.
Thinking about enduring so much humiliation and pain because of her, her hatred deepened within her.
That Su Panâer whom she loathed with gnashing teeth was now deep in sleep.
Like a pampered little kitten who curled up after enjoying a hearty meal, indulging in deep sleep.
Those charming attractive expressions around her eyes and mouth made Qin Yi couldnât help inhaling sharply, a previously quelled flame of desire now showing faint signs of burning. He wished he could hold her once again in his arms, passionately expressing his love.
However, considering Panâerâs first experience of love, he had to forcefully suppress his desire down.
She has finally become his woman!
His Panâer!
Gazing at her silently, a warm and contented feeling of happiness filled his heart.
Even while sleeping, a lazy, satisfied smile was present on her face.
Regardless of the spirited Qin Yi maintaining her hygiene after the event, she never woke up from her dreams.
After an unknown amount of time, the bed beside her sunk, a warm embrace joined her. It seemed like she recognized the familiar aura, Su Panâer subconsciously moved her cheek closer, using Qin Yiâs arm as a pillow and continued to sleep deeply.
Qin Yi affectionately smiled!
Dropping her usual defenses, the sleeping Panâer had an exquisite beauty of tranquility.
It was comforting to look at, seeing the curve on her lips, Qin Yiâs heart was filled with unheard satisfaction and pride, he couldnât resist raising his head, gently pressing a kiss on her forehead before sleeping with a smile, his face touching hers.
Although Su Panâer didnât wake up, the curve of her lipâs angle was more pronounced. She stretched out her hand, hugging him tighter as her own pillow, continuing to dream peacefully.
After an unknown amount of time, outside the house, the persistent calling of the little Bama pig kept echoing.
"Panâer, Panâer wake up. Panâer, Uncle Pig has some good news to tell you! Panâer...."
Seeing Su Panâer didnât move, it couldnât help but intensify its tone: "Panâer, wake up! You need to wake up quickly, Iâm telling you, something has happened at the Su Family, something big has happened!"
Something happened to the Su Family?
Su Panâerâs eyes opened instantly, shining brightly in the darkness.