The Ace Bigshot Becomes A Farmgirl

The three kids were supposed to sit in one carriage, and Zhao Xi’s head was already throbbing.

There was no way he could manage that. Little Song Le was all right, but Yao Mumu and Little Huohuo together—it was like wood meeting fire, ensuring a certain combustion.

The thought of dealing with them the entire journey made Zhao Xi want to die a little.

He glanced in Shu Yu’s direction and saw that she was being reluctantly bid farewell by Xiao Ruojun. With a cunning flick of his eyes, Zhao Xi scooped up Little Huohuo and Yao Mumu, then let Little Song Le hang onto his neck from his back. He dragged all three directly to Shu Yu’s carriage.

When Shu Yu and Meng Yunzheng finished goodbyes with Lord Wan, returning to their carriage, they found three pairs of round eyes staring at them in confusion.

Shu Yu, ”...”

Meng Yunzheng frowned and looked at Zhao Xi, ”Take your son...”

Before he could finish, Zhao Xi pulled the reins, ”Let’s go——”

He drove the carriage forward first. The rest of the convoy, unaware of the situation, followed his lead.

Meng Yunzheng rubbed his temples and exchanged a glance with Shu Yu, ”Let’s get on.”

Inside the carriage, with the three children, Aunt Hong took it upon herself to look after them, leaving the rest of the Hong Family unable to say goodbye to her.

As they watched the carriage disappear into the distance, the Hong Family members gaped, swallowing all the words they wanted to say.

Only after they were far gone did they finally let out a sigh.

The eldest of the Hong family was quick to react, thinking that though Meng Yunzheng and Shu Yu had left, there were still many big figures present—it might be a good idea to make connections.

However, people at the status of Xiang Weinan and Lord Wan had encountered such things countless times. With just a glance from the eldest of the Hong Family, they knew his intentions.

Even someone as socially naive as Yao Tianqin could see it.

Therefore, without delay, the group bid farewells and boarded their carriages, swiftly departing.

The Hong Family was left in the dust, frustrated at their slow reactions.

Meanwhile, Shu Yu’s group expanded once again, with Madam Hou and her daughter, along with Yao Po’s family, joining in, turning the party into an impressive procession.

Inside the carriage, Aunt Hong nervously watched Shu Yu, trying to speak several times but always shutting her mouth.

Then, she watched wide-eyed as Shu Yu took some cloth strips and tied Huohuo and Mumu to the seats.

”Alright, now we’ll start a game. One, two, three, freeze! Anyone who talks or moves first loses.”

Little Huohuo blinked, tugging curiously at the cloth around his waist.

Yao Mumu directly asked, ”Why are we tied for a game, tied up?”

Of course, to prevent you two from sticking your heads out the window. One child is one thing, but two at once, there’s no time to grab both.

Shu Yu lied with a straight face, ”I’m not tying you up; I’m marking you. See, if you move, I’ll see it just by glancing at the cloth. Right?”

Yao Mumu tilted his head, still pondering whether that made sense.

But Little Huohuo had already raised his hand. He adored his second aunt, always agreeing with her, ”Yes.”

Seeing this, Yao Mumu, too, couldn’t be outdone and raised his hand, ”Yes.”

Meng Yunzheng, Aunt Hong, ”...”

Little Song Le: Lucky I’m no longer a two or three-year-old.