Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1600 - 1599 Why?_1

"What’s wrong? Nothing." Qiao Xiaomai opened her clear, peach-blossom-like eyes, an innocent look on her face.

Was there something wrong with her telling the truth?

It was Tong Sanlang’s own psychological endurance that was the problem—how was that her business?

Was she expected to keep everything bottled up inside and get sick from it herself?

Impossible!

However, since Bei Lingsu had asked, she might as well answer honestly.

After she recounted last night’s events, Bei Lingsu couldn’t help but click her tongue, "That move of yours was quite ruthless."

If she were Tong Sanlang, she’d be sick with frustration by now.

"Where was I ruthless? Am I wrong for broadening my horizons?" Qiao Xiaomai asked. "By not focusing all my attention on him, I’m reducing his pressure. I’ve liberated myself, so he doesn’t have to force himself to keep me at the top of his heart anymore."

Upon hearing this, Bei Lingsu couldn’t help but pat her on the shoulder, "Does that make you feel good inside?"

At those words, Qiao Xiaomai pondered, then after a moment, she nodded honestly, "I do have a sense of yesterday’s feelings."

In the past, you were cold and distant, but from now on...

At least you’re not my only one anymore.

Hearing this, Bei Lingsu couldn’t help but smack her lips, "Let me mourn for him for a moment."

Putting him on the same level as those wealthy people was a real stab in the heart.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, "Let’s not talk about him. Why don’t you go to the Palace and discuss ’Journey to the West’?"

Bei Lingsu had also been part of the shadow play performance during Yang Wenxiao’s birthday celebration.

At that, Bei Lingsu nodded, "Sure!"

She too thought it was a good idea—such a fantastic story would definitely spark people’s desire to buy.

Bei Lingsu, taking Bei Yun with her, hurried to the Palace to find Yang Wenxiao. Seeing her enthusiasm, Bei Yun was puzzled, "Qiao Xiaomai’s money doesn’t get shared with you, yet look how happy you are."

Bei Lingsu glanced at him, "Do you have some misconception about the Bei Family’s wealth? Do I look like I’m in need of money?"

"So, this is out of friendship then?" Bei Yun asked.

"Of course, and besides, it’s fun! You can’t experience these things back at the Bei Family."

Bei Yun gave an "Oh" in response, then asked, "What does Qiao Xiaomai need so much money for anyway? I roughly estimated that, from the time she became famous until now, she’s earned enough to last her until her next lifetime. The money’s piling up at home like a mountain. Why is she still working so hard?"

Hearing this, Bei Lingsu swept him with another look, "It’s called passion, understand? You think she loves money? She enjoys the process of making it."

"And don’t you find the incident yesterday interesting?"

Bei Yun nodded, "It was interesting. I’ve already decided to paint yesterday’s grand occasion and sell it."

He had already sold paintings of the crowded scene at the Jiwei Restaurant before, so this time would be no exception.

Many people didn’t manage to buy Floral Dew yesterday, and those people will definitely seek out Qiao Xiaomai through him, and they’ll be willing to pay a high price.

As a middleman making a profit off the price difference, he could exchange more Floral Dew and then sell it at a high price to those rich folks. This would create a very healthy cycle where he could earn enough to drink Floral Dew just by being a middleman.

Blissful.

"But the pleasure she enjoys is built on the misery of others. Isn’t she afraid someone will stand up and mess with her?" Bei Yun continued.

"Haven’t they tried already? But the thing is, the Yang Family trusts her. Unless some unprecedentedly skilled person makes a move on her, mere rumors won’t drive a wedge between her and the Yang Family."