Raising Beast Husbands with My Space โ The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 49: A Forced Melon Isnโt Sweet
Su Muyao sighed in her heart, "Iโm sorry for what happened before." ๐๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ซ๐๐ก.๐๐ธ๐ถ
"When you regain your freedom, you can return to the Xiao Family."
"Then, I will give you a Divorce Letter, so you wonโt be affected by anything you do."
The Divorce Letter and Separation Letter are entirely different levels.
Although the Separation Letter is when a She-beast and Beast Husband cut ties, it always negatively impacts their reputation.
But the Divorce Letter doesnโt do that; itโs when the wife and Beast Husband terminate their relationship, the greatest kindness given upon their release.
Xiao Jihanโs heart stirred upon hearing these words.
He thought she meant the Separation Letter when she talked about freeing them.
Unexpectedly, it was a Divorce Letter.
In Su Muyaoโs eyes, Xiao Jihan was a talent carefully nurtured by the family, highly valued by the Xiao family.
He could return to the Xiao Family.
His situation was different from Hua Linyeโs.
Even if Hua Linye regains freedom, he wouldnโt return to the Xu Family, where his mother and enemy are.
Even if he went back, it would be to avenge his father.
So, the way she pressured them was quite excessive, considering they each have their own hardships.
"Would the wife really treat us like this?"
Su Muyao nodded, "Yes, rest assured, I will do as I say, you have to trust me."
"Besides, if I need a Beast Husband, I can find another one."
"I understand well, a forced melon is not sweet."
"And, after all, there are plenty of greener pastures elsewhere in the world!"
At this moment, Su Muyao appeared carefree and at ease.
She said these words to gain Xiao Jihanโs trust.
At the same time, she sympathized with Xiao Jihan and hoped he could return to the Xiao Family, continue as an heir, and live the life he desires.
He didnโt have to be tied to her, as a forced melon not yet plucked.
After all, there was no substantial relationship between them.
Xiao Jihan felt he should be happy hearing this.
But his heart wasnโt as excited as he imagined.
Plus, she was once a fool, yet she could say such things.
Plenty of greener pastures elsewhere in the world?
After some conversation and tidying up, they headed back.
This time, they returned with full gains.
Upon arriving home, Su Muyao didnโt idle; she immediately got to work.
She took beets and sunflowers out of storage and placed them in the yard.
Su Muyao assessed the size of the yard.
If the supplies increase, this yard wonโt suffice.
There wasnโt a dedicated storage room either.
Currently, there were only five rooms.
But after two months, when they all leave, the house will have more rooms.
Xiao Jihan also helped wash and peel the beets.
Su Muyao planned to use these beets to make brown sugar.
Brown sugar, once congealed into a block, stores well.
Selling brown sugar at the market could earn a bit more.
Brown sugar is scarce, comparable to salt.
Itโs said on the market, those coarse malt sugars cost two or three copper crystal coins for a piece.
During festivals, prices are even higher.
Xiao Jihan peeled and cut the washed beets into small pieces and placed them into the basin.
He used his superpower, maneuvering Ice Blades, working swiftly.
Soon, the basin and barrel beside him filled with beet pieces.
Xiao Jihan never imagined his superpower, now used mainly for these chores, since exile here.
But he watched Su Muyao.
He saw her bowing her head, peeling the beets bit by bit.
Even though slow, she was doing it earnestly.
Xiao Jihanโs expression shifted slightly, noticing her focus each time she worked, as if immersed in her own world.
While peeling the beets, Su Muyao lost focus, and the sharp blade accidentally cut her finger deeply.
Su Muyao almost cried in pain but didnโt make a sound.
She quickly stood to clean it up.
Xiao Jihanโs face changed, rushing forward using his superpower to press her finger, preventing excessive bleeding.
He then washed it with clean water, carefully bandaging her finger.
"If it hurts, why not cry out?"
Before, even if it didnโt hurt, she would still yell.
But now, she bled so much, and the cut was large.
Su Muyao found this body exceptionally sensitive to pain, a small wound hurt terribly.
She fought to suppress the rising emotions, speaking softly, "Itโs... okay."
"It was my carelessness."
Crying out in pain only matters to those who care.
For them now, doing so would only disgust others.
Thatโs how she used to be.
Creating a โwolf-cryingโ impression.
So, she avoided noise, unexpectedly caught by Xiao Jihan.
Xiao Jihan pressed his lips together, his expression sinking a bit more, concentrating on bandaging her wound.
Just then, a mocking laugh came from the doorway.
"This is a new trick!"
"Su Muyao, youโre using a new tactic now."
"It seems quite effective; even Xiao Jihan is bandaging your wound personally."
"Truly cunning."
Upon hearing this frosty voice, Su Muyao knew it was Mei Qingchen.
She looked up toward the door, and indeed, it was Mei Qingchen who had returned.
He hadnโt come back since leaving that morning a few days ago, now unexpectedly back today.
She actually wished Mei Qingchen would disappear forever.
Mei Qingchen stood at the doorway, arms crossed, his cold, stunning phoenix eyes covered with a layer of frost.
His tone was critical and contemptuous.
Xiao Jihanโs cold brows furrowed, explaining, "Mei Qingchen, itโs not as you think."
"The wife hasnโt used any tactics."
Her efforts and changes in recent days havenโt gone unnoticed.
Su Muyao didnโt bother explaining or dealing with Mei Qingchen.
She now just wanted to clear her ties with him.
She said, "Bring your sword over."
Mei Qingchen looked at her warily, "What do you want to do?"
Su Muyao replied coldly, "If you want your sword restored, bring it over."
Her superpower had reached Level 1, just right to repair his sword again.
Mei Qingchen hesitated briefly, then handed his sword to Su Muyao.
He did so from a distance, fearing she might take advantage.
Su Muyao chuckled at his cautiousness.
"Mei Qingchen, youโd better not provoke me."
"Iโll restore your sword completely, or if in a bad mood, might forget how to fix it."
Mei Qingchen paused with tightly knit brows, "You..."
At that moment, a fleeting coldness passed through his phoenix eyesโyet a sense of helplessness against Su Muyao.
He was relying on her to restore the Lifebound Sword.
He had to endure it.
Su Muyao wouldnโt indulge him after all the harsh words.
By restoring his sword, theyโd be square.
"Mei Qingchen, to fully restore this sword and revive its spirit, you need Mystic Spirit Iron!"
Mei Qingchenโs phoenix eyes changed, the corners raising, turning deep and dark like ink, he said in a low voice, "You actually know about Mystic Spirit Iron?"
He had been searching for Mystic Spirit Iron, yet it was an extremely precious material.
Even a noble familyโs resources can hardly contain a small piece of Mystic Spirit Iron.
