Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart-Chapter 512 - 511: Don’t Let Her Notice

"How about we switch to another ship?" Le Zhao suggested with a smile.

Duan Yunfei glanced at him coolly and whispered, "No switch."

"Exactly, with Miss Shen here, why change ships?" Xuan Ying snorted, "That silly woman will definitely feel embarrassed when she sees Miss Shen."

"Lei Yan would feel embarrassed?" Le Zhao chuckled, "If she had any self-awareness, she wouldn’t be pestering your young master."

"True!" Xuan Ying was conflicted, "So... are we switching ships or not?"

Duan Yunfei said indifferently, "No switch, I have my wife here."

"Young master, the rooms are all booked."

Xuan Ming rushed into the tea shed, taking off his hat and raincoat, returning them to the old man.

"Guess who I bumped into at the guesthouse?" Xuan Ming panted, "You’ll never guess."

Xuan Ying frowned, "Bro, don’t tell me you ran into Lei Yan?"

Xuan Ming froze, "How did you know?"

"It was really her?" Xuan Ying said with furrowed brows, "Did you switch guesthouses?"

Xuan Ming: "... There’s only one guesthouse at the entire dock, where do you want me to switch to?"

"Bro, did she see you?" Xuan Ying asked.

"No!" Xuan Ming shook his head, "She seemed to be arguing with the Vice Boat Master, didn’t notice me."

"How many chairs and tables were broken?" Xuan Ying asked again.

Xuan Ming said, "Two were broken."

"Only two?" Xuan Ying scoffed, "She’s quite restrained this time."

Shen Qinglan couldn’t understand what they were talking about, but then heard Duan Yunfei say, "Lei Yan, like you, naturally has astonishing strength. Every time she slams the table, the chairs and tables would break."

Shen Qinglan: ...

Should she try slamming a few tables as well?

Duan Yunfei stood up and said, "Before the rain gets heavier, let’s head back to the guesthouse."

"Ah?" Xuan Ying was taken aback, "Young master, are we really going back?"

"If not, do you intend to linger here?" Duan Yunfei glanced lightly at him, then took Shen Qinglan and left the tea shed.

Xuan Ming looked at Le Zhao and Xuan Ying, "Let’s go."

"Why is the young master like this?" Xuan Ying frowned, "Why didn’t we just leave earlier; what’s the difference between leaving now and leaving then?"

Xuan Ming said, "It was raining heavily earlier."

"Rain or not, we’ll still get wet," Xuan Ying pouted but obediently followed.

As they just entered the guesthouse, they were greeted by a noisy commotion inside.

"We’re supposed to set off today, you promised us, how can you go back on your word?"

"But Miss Lei, it’s pouring rain with wind and fog, what if something goes wrong, what then?"

"I don’t care, we paid, it’s your job to get us across, you must set sail tonight."

Curious, Shen Qinglan looked over and saw a burly woman, hands on her hips, glaring fiercely at the middle-aged man across from her.

Seeing Lei Yan’s height for the first time, even though she was somewhat prepared, Shen Qinglan was still startled.

Her height seemed to rival Duan Yunfei and Le Zhao, but her build appeared even more robust.

She hadn’t seen Le Zhao’s build before, couldn’t judge, but she had seen Duan Yunfei’s when she stitched his wound back then—typical of someone who looks slim in clothes but is muscular without.

However, the young woman in front of her probably looks muscular whether dressed or not.

"Shh!"

Xuan Ying motioned her to be silent, "Don’t let her find out we’re here, or we won’t have peace."