Reborn as a farmer's favorite, Koi sweet wife super lucky husband

What woman would be willing to share her husband and enjoy the joy of family life with others? Hong Xiaoting looks innocent on the outside, but in fact she is very scheming. She is very good at using this set of circuitous means and can always maximize her own interests, just like a calculating planner.

"Madam, the relationship between the boss and I is open and honest, and there is absolutely no private relationship. Please do not misunderstand the boss. If you feel that my presence makes you uncomfortable, I will leave immediately. I only ask that you do not blame the boss and my uncle."

After she finished speaking, Hong Xiaoting's voice trembled slightly and she sobbed softly, with crystal tears sliding quietly down her cheeks. Her delicate and touching appearance could not help but arouse pity.

Everyone expected Ran He to be furious, but she suddenly smiled.

Everyone around was stunned for a moment, and then they suddenly realized that this was just Ran He's disguise of a wry smile. The next step was to follow the trap set by Hong Xiaoting and accept her into the family.

Such plots are common, whether in operas or folk legends.

Hong Xiaoting was secretly delighted, thinking that her plan had succeeded and that this adventure was worth it.

Although she pretended to be calm on the surface, there was a hint of complacency in her eyes, as if everything was under control.

Wu Xu stared at her, with a hint of smile in his eyes, but this smile was chilling.

Her little tricks might be able to deceive the innocent and kind female workers in the workshop, but they were too childish in front of him and Ran He.

Although the means used by the other party were not sophisticated, they were enough to arouse people's disgust and make Wu Xu unhappy.

Although he firmly believed that his wife was an extraordinary person and not easily provoked, he still felt a little worried that this would create unnecessary rifts between the couple.

Thinking of this, Wu Xu's eyes dimmed, his brows slightly wrinkled, and with a bit of suspicion, he slowly asked: "May I ask who you are...?"

Hong Xiaoting was stunned when she heard this, and the people around her were also at a loss.

A few clever people had already grasped the hidden meaning of Wu Xu's words and couldn't help but sneer at him contemptuously.

Amid the mocking voices around her, Hong Xiaoting suddenly realized something and her face turned pale. Even the tears that were about to fall from the corners of her eyes froze instantly. She glared at Wu Xu with a mixture of shame and anger on her face.

Ran He looked at the girl in front of him who was dressed particularly eye-catchingly, and said in a calm but firm tone: "You don't have the ability to make the entire workshop sway to your will. If you really want to know why your uncle was fired, then I will tell you directly that he left not because of you, but because he was not conscientious in his duties as a manager."

After some explanation, Ran He said again: "Little girl, your thoughts are too obvious, don't think that others are blind."

I wanted to leave some room for him, but I couldn't care less at this moment.

As soon as they finished speaking, Ran He and Wu Xu turned and left the workshop, leaving behind silence.

Hong Xiaoting stood there, her face turning red and white, feeling so ashamed and angry that she couldn't express it in words. Finally, she covered her face and cried, then fled in panic.

The female workers who were watching the scene gradually dispersed, but the topic about the wife was quietly circulating among them, even mixed with some teasing and jokes about henpecked men.

On the way home, Wu Xu secretly glanced at his wife beside him and cautiously tried to hold her hand. Seeing that she did not resist, he mustered up the courage to speak: "My wife, you didn't really believe what she said, did you?"

Ran He glanced at him calmly, Wu Xu's expression tensed, and he quickly explained: "I really don't know her, there is no relationship between us. Madam, please don't let her instigate."

"Ah."

"My lady, I am really wronged."

Wu Xu continued to plead.

Ran He turned his head away without saying anything. Although he did not comment on the surface, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, with his eyebrows slightly raised, as if he found his reaction quite interesting.

The clever Wu Xu naturally would not miss this subtle change. He knew what was going on, but on the surface he deliberately stayed close to her, trying his best to cooperate with his wife's little prank.

Outside the carriage, Mo Zhu heard the prince's ungraceful cry for mercy in the carriage and his body trembled, but in his heart he secretly envied the sweetness of the couple.

After returning to the mansion, Lin Yu, Wu Xu and others were all surprised when they heard about the workshop, and some were even furious.

"That woman is too ignorant."

Lin Yu said angrily.

"You are so good-tempered that you didn't even refute her."

Wu Xu expressed a hint of admiration for Ran He's patience.

Faced with such provocation, which wife would not be angry, or would be extremely angry.

"Just fire her. Why waste your breath? It will only make you angry. It's not worth it."

Ran He said calmly.

Lin Yu asked curiously: "Is that woman really beautiful?"

Ran He raised a smile: "No one is as pretty as you."

Lin Yu's eyes widened, "Then why does she think the prince will like her?"

Ran He spread his hands, looking helpless, "Who knows, maybe in her eyes, I am the most beautiful."

Wu Xu, who was standing aside, seemed to have become a background board. Listening to the women discussing him unscrupulously, the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he felt. He felt as if he had become a superficial person who only cared about appearance.

At the same time, outside the gambling house, a middle-aged man was dragged into a narrow alley by the gambling house thugs, followed by bursts of punches, kicks and painful wails from the alley.

A quarter of an hour later, the middle-aged man collapsed to the ground with a bruised face.

A burly man from the gambling house stepped viciously on his hand and warned him, "If you don't pay off your debt by the end of the month, I'll chop off your hand and feed it to the dogs."

After the threat, the thugs walked away, but before leaving, they each kicked the middle-aged man again, causing him to wail in pain.

Only after the thugs had gone far away did the middle-aged man manage to get up. His eyes were dark and hollow, and his skinny body looked like a living portrait of a gambler.

As soon as the middle-aged man stepped out of the dark corner of the alley, a shadow blocked the faint light in front of him.

He looked up and saw a stranger who was dressed in plain clothes and had an ordinary face, but with a hint of mystery.

The middle-aged man instinctively wanted to bypass this person and continue his hurried pace, but before taking the next step, he was tripped by the other party's low voice that seemed to see through people's hearts.

"Do you want to make a lot of money?"

The words were like smoke floating in the night wind, slowly seeping into my ears.

He paused and looked at the person blocking his way with suspicion, his eyes mixed with vigilance and curiosity.

The man had a playful smile on his face and slowly offered temptation again, "Do you want to get rich?"

These words were like a stone thrown into a lake, stirring up ripples in the middle-aged man's heart.

At this moment, the middle-aged man was sure that this sudden conversation was indeed directed at him.

"who are you?"

There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and his eyes were fixed on the other person, trying to find the answer from that ordinary face.

The man opposite just smiled, without revealing any personal information, and answered easily, "You don't need to understand who I am, just remember that I can make you rich and wipe out the shadow of your gambling debt."