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 Xianโer slowly turned to leave. ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐.๐๐จ๐
Unexpectedly, Su Sikong stopped her, "Xianโer, stay."
Caught slightly off guard, a fleeting odd look crossed Su Xianโerโs eyes before she nodded in agreement.
"You, go and check on Yueโer 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 Xianโer quickly entered the room.
Yueโer 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 wouldnโt cooperate.
When Su Xianโer quietly walked in, she directly faced Su Yueโerโs face that was covered in bruises. Her face was full of overlapping handprints, swollen like a pigโs head.
"What are you doing in here? Are you here to laugh at me?"
Su Yueโer was embarrassed, annoyed, and fuming. A cold light flickering at the bottom of her eyes, she turned her head away unwilling to let Xianโer see her in such a state.
"It was uncle who let me in," Su Xianโer said softly.
Su Yueโer was briefly stunned.
Su Xianโer silently stepped forward, keeping her head down as she gently helped Yueโer dress. She then picked up the comb to fix Yueโerโs hair and quietly stepped back.
"Wait!"
Yueโer stopped her.
"I understand. I was never here earlier."
Su Xianโer halted, spoke her piece, and without waiting for Su Yueโerโs reply, left the room in silence.
Such behavior left Su Yueโer with no outlet for her pent-up anger. She glared at Xianโerโs 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 Xianโer come out, his narrowed gaze widened!
However, Xianโer did not say anything. She simply respectfully greeted him, and left on her own accord.
Su Sikong squinted his eyes and glanced at Su Xianโer.
Good, good. Not saying anything she shouldnโt. 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 Yueโer looked a lot better, but the sight of her beaten, miserable figure caused Su Sikong intense heartache.
"That damn bastard! Yueโer, donโt worry, tomorrow your father will confront him!"
He couldnโt help but curse angrily.
Dare to treat his Yueโer 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 Yueโer collapsed into Su Sikongโs embrace, crying uncontrollably, "Daddy, Daddy! What should Yueโer do, sob..."
"Donโt cry, our Yueโer doesnโt cry. Rest assured! Your father will definitely help you get justice for the grievances youโve suffered."
Su Sikong quickly patted her back, a deep concern in his eyes: "Yueโer, tell Daddy, did that Eighth Master ever..."
"No. Yueโer is still pure."
Su Yueโer quickly shook her head, naturally understanding the seriousness of the matter: "Just because Yueโer stubbornly refused him, he beat me into such a state. Dad! My hand hurts so much. My face hurts too, my whole body hurts..."
"Donโt be scared, let Daddy take a look."
Su Sikong endured his own pain and carefully checked Su Yueโerโs injuries.
Then he sighed with relief: "Itโs fine, your arm is just dislocated, and your body and face are just superficial injuries. Rest for a while and youโll be good. However, I lack the ability to treat your injuries. How about... we bring that foolish girl, Su Panโer back?"
Thinking of Su Panโerโs mocking eyes, Su Sikong felt a pang in his heart.
But for his Yueโer, he still suggested looking for that damn girl to treat the injuries.
"No! I donโt want her to treat me."
Su Yueโer screamed, and regardless of her bodyโs pain, she clutched Su Sikongโs garment tightly: "Dad, we wonโt ask for her help. Even if Yueโer had rather die, we would not plead before her. Itโs just a dislocation, right? Yueโer 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 wonโt look for that foolish girl, we wonโt. Come on, let Daddy see your arm."
Hearing this, Su Yueโerโs heart settled down a bit.
Thinking about enduring so much humiliation and pain because of her, her hatred deepened within her.
That Su Panโer 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 couldnโt 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 Panโerโs first experience of love, he had to forcefully suppress his desire down.
She has finally become his woman!
His Panโer!
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 Panโer subconsciously moved her cheek closer, using Qin Yiโs arm as a pillow and continued to sleep deeply.
Qin Yi affectionately smiled!
Dropping her usual defenses, the sleeping Panโer had an exquisite beauty of tranquility.
It was comforting to look at, seeing the curve on her lips, Qin Yiโs heart was filled with unheard satisfaction and pride, he couldnโt resist raising his head, gently pressing a kiss on her forehead before sleeping with a smile, his face touching hers.
Although Su Panโer didnโt wake up, the curve of her lipโs 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.
"Panโer, Panโer wake up. Panโer, Uncle Pig has some good news to tell you! Panโer...."
Seeing Su Panโer didnโt move, it couldnโt help but intensify its tone: "Panโer, wake up! You need to wake up quickly, Iโm telling you, something has happened at the Su Family, something big has happened!"
Something happened to the Su Family?
Su Panโerโs eyes opened instantly, shining brightly in the darkness.
