Peaceful Farm Life-Chapter 2017 - 2018: Huo Qingyi, Could You Be Any More Dense!

Gong Le chuckled, "You’re wearing it all the time; you must really like this pouch."

Su Yixing wasn’t shy at all, and said very frankly, "I do like it a lot."

Huo Qingyi felt another pang in her heart and said to Gong Le, "Miss Lele, the Young Master likes this pouch so much, all thanks to you. If you hadn’t said he might like a gift pouch, I wouldn’t have thought of it at all."

Su Yixing’s face turned dark immediately.

Gong Le was still smiling foolishly on the surface, but in her heart: "..."

I specifically mentioned this pouch not for you to say this... I just wanted you to realize how much Su Yixing likes the gift you gave, hoping it might spark your understanding of Su Yixing’s feelings for you...

The atmosphere became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Seeing Su Yixing’s dark expression, Huo Qingyi felt helpless, thinking, did she do something wrong again? Yet she didn’t feel she did anything wrong.

Under such low pressure, An Yiqi, An Yilin, and An Yizhi looked at each other, not daring to speak.

An Yiyun looked pale and didn’t speak either, but he let out a slight sigh.

It was An Yiqing who laughed heartily and tried to break the awkwardness, "So the idea of giving a pouch came from Lele, huh? But Qingyi, your handwork is really clever, much better than Lele’s. Lele also gave me a pouch, but it’s terrifyingly ugly. If I wasn’t afraid of making her angry, I wouldn’t even want to wear it."

Gong Le immediately pounced on An Yiqing, covering his mouth, threatening angrily, "Don’t say the one I made is ugly! I pricked my hand making it!"

An Yiqing laughed as he pulled Gong Le’s hand away from his mouth, indulging her, "Okay, okay, I won’t say it anymore, yours is beautiful, I especially like it, and I’ll wear it every day, alright?"

Only then did Gong Le feel happy and giggled, "That’s more like it."

With An Yiqing and Gong Le’s playful conversation, An Yiqi, An Yilin, and An Yizhi quickly caught the hint to change the topic, steering it further away to avoid letting the atmosphere become oppressive again.

An Yiyun, the most gentle-tempered among those present, also didn’t want the atmosphere to become tense again, so he unusually said a few more words than usual.

As for Su Yixing, ever since his face turned dark, it never lightened again, and he didn’t say another word.

Huo Qingyi, seeing Su Yixing like this, became even more uneasy, trying hard to figure out what she did wrong that made Su Yixing suddenly so angry. But even after everyone left, Huo Qingyi still hadn’t figured out what she did wrong.

Once everyone dispersed, Su Yixing silently and expressionlessly returned to his courtyard.

Huo Qingyi cautiously followed behind.

As soon as Su Yixing returned to his courtyard, he couldn’t hold back anymore, tore off the pouch from his waist, turned around, and angrily threw it at Huo Qingyi, who was following him, yelling furiously, "Huo Qingyi, could you be any denser?!"

The pouch hit Huo Qingyi and then fell to the ground, yet at this moment, Huo Qingyi had no mind to care about the pouch. Seeing Su Yixing angrily scolding her, she knelt down.

"Young Master, I..."

But before she could kneel, Su Yixing had already pulled her up, even angrier.

"Who told you to kneel?! Huh?!" Su Yixing was both angry and exasperated, his voice booming, "Did I tell you to kneel? Didn’t I already tell you not to kneel before me?! What does this mean now? Trying to infuriate me?!"

Ever since he realized he liked this person, he had never treated her as a subordinate, and naturally, he never let her kneel before him again.