Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 884
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and picked up Si Jin, patting the dirt on his body gently.
Looking at the red marks on the young man’s fair neck, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.
At this time, Si Jin seemed to be unable to bear the sudden influx of fresh air after holding his breath, his face turned red, and his breathing became difficult again.
Feng Linyuan lowered his head and reached out to cover the young man’s mouth and nose again.
To be honest, if you do this kind of thing too often, you can’t bear it.
Especially for my lover, I can’t bear it.
He simply ignored Zhu Haotian, who was lying on the ground and wailing, and decided to put Si Jin back in the car first.
But as soon as he took two steps, villagers armed with hoes and sickles surrounded him desperately and blocked the way.
Yang Yu’er huddled in the arms of the village chief, her little face swollen with milk fat, and she shed more tears than before.
“Uncle Village Chief, that’s him. He injured Brother Haotian and beat Yu’er like this.”
“Yu’er just saw him wearing new clothes and sitting on a new rocking chair, and reminded him that stealing is wrong. He just beat Yu’er like this, woo woo woo.”
Yang Yu’er cried miserably, and to the depths of the performance, she even couldn’t help but reach out her hand to wipe away her tears.
But as soon as he raised his chubby hand, he touched his swollen face.
There was another heartbreaking pain.
The village chief held the little milk bag that had brought the whole village to wealth in his arms with distress, and looked at his boss with a complicated expression.
“Qin Sijin, I know your family is in trouble, but you can’t steal…”
“Steal?” Before he could finish his sentence, Feng Linyuan laughed angrily: “I gave Si Jin clothes and a rocking chair. When did he steal it?”
The village chief was stunned for a moment and quietly looked at the tall and noble man in front of him.
This person looks very unfamiliar, I have never seen him before.
But the way he dresses, he looks like he belongs to a wealthy family.
Could it be the legendary million-yuan household?
But in the nearby villages, I have never heard of such a wealthy person.
“You…you are…”
“My surname is Feng. My family owns several pharmaceutical factories that specialize in purchasing traditional Chinese medicines from nearby villages. The general manager in charge of this area should be named… Feng Lan.”
Feng Linyuan deliberately did not say his name, but focused on the financial path of this group of villagers.
In the late Qing Dynasty, the Feng family was responsible for delivering medicines to the imperial court. Today, pharmaceutical factories are almost all over the country.
And this area happens to be the origin of their medicinal materials.
The villagers had little information. Although they had never heard of the Feng family, the village chief knew about Feng Lan.
Their poor village can’t grow much good crops, so they all rely on selling medicinal materials to make money.
Feng Lan is like their God of Wealth.
Is this person…more powerful than Feng Lan?
So how can they afford it?
“Uncle village chief, don’t listen to his nonsense.” Seeing everyone’s hesitation, Yang Yu’er felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart and quickly advised them: “I dreamed about this a few days ago, and the gods told me no. I’m afraid, this man was bewitched by the monster Qin Sijin. He doesn’t know Feng Lan at all and is lying to everyone! We can’t let him go!”
“Otherwise, the whole village will be in doom.”
Yang Yu’er knew that people here were very superstitious, so on the first day she came here, she used a few bad physics experiments in the 21st century to establish her image as a little prodigy.
She knew that in this case, she would immediately use excuses like “god” to save the situation.
Qin Sijin, he beat her and still wanted to leave, how could it be so cheap?
“I’ve already said it, you can decide what to do on your own.” Feng Linyuan didn’t force anything, and his indifferent attitude made everyone a little scared.
He stepped forward with Si Jin in his arms, walked through the crowd, and walked towards the car.
Unexpectedly, a superstitious villager who believed in Yang Yu’er directly raised his sickle and hit Si Jin.
“Monster! It’s all because you are ugly and have offended God that we are so poor. The village has been flooded for years and has no harvest. Now you want to bewitch people to save their lives? You are simply seeking death!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the sickle fell down very quickly.
Yang Yuer curled her lips and sneered in the dark.
Feng Linyuan’s eyes narrowed and he kicked him away again.
The next moment, the person and the sickle were kicked out together.
Although he was fast enough, his shoulder was still scratched by the scythe.
Si Jin subconsciously tightened her grip on the man’s clothes.
The eyes instantly returned to the crystal blue color unique to gods.
The next moment, the ferocious villager fell to the ground, and the sickle spun twice in the air. It was unknown what evil struck it, but it struck straight down between the man’s legs.
Poof——
Blood gushes out.
