The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

Jin Xun was also sizing up Su Qingyue.

Her long hair reached her waist, not the best quality, but it looked much better than the last few times he saw her. Her figure was slim and delicate yet frail, and her face was still as frightening as before, instantly putting off anyone who looked at her. She was wearing a light yellow coarse cloth dress, adorned with delicate purple embroidery, the coarse cloth exuding an elegant glow.

In general, she looked much better than before.

It seemed…

Every time he saw her, she looked a little better than the last time.

Like a dust-covered pearl, she was transforming.

Jin Xun’s gaze fell on her face, where the scabbed sores were.

The scabby face looked terrifying, but her eyes were exceptionally dark and clear.

He had an urge to reach out and tear the scabs off her face.

His eyes then swept over to Xiao Qinghe in the wheelchair nearby.

Those disabled legs.

What a pity for a gentle and polite young man.

Jin Xun pointed to a small pavilion not far away, “The weather is hot, let’s go there to drink some tea and have some cakes.”

Thinking about Jin Xun’s wealth and influence, Su Qingyue realized that it would be beneficial for her future business ventures to get on good terms with him, so she nodded.

Jin Xun took the lead and walked over, ordering a servant to serve tea.

Su Qingyue pushed Xiao Qinghe’s wheelchair over.

There were a few steps to enter the pavilion.

She carried Qinghe in before getting in herself.

Xiao Qinghe felt a bit embarrassed that Jin Xun only invited his wife to drink tea, but he didn’t want her to be alone with a stranger, and he was moved when she carried him with her.

Jin Xun watched Su Qingyue let Xiao Qinghe sit on the stone chair in front of the stone table in the pavilion, his lips curving into a mocking yet not really smiling expression.

He was initially bothered that he hadn’t invited Xiao Qinghe and yet she still brought him over.

Wouldn’t it be better for him to wait in the yard?

But he didn’t show it.

A maid walked into the pavilion, carrying a tray. She placed a teapot, three cups, and some delicate desserts on the table, “Enjoy.”

She then stepped back.

Su Qingyue glanced at the maid, who was quite pretty with delicate features, too beautiful to be a maid.

Jin Xun waved his hand, “Yao’er, leave us alone.”

“Yes.” Yao’er, the name of the maid, took her leave.

The servant named Ji ran over, “Master, I’ve found you. I went to the study to look for you earlier.”

Jin Xun glanced at him, and he understood, shutting his mouth and standing to one side, awaiting orders.

Su Qingyue spoke indifferently, “Boss Jin, if there’s something you want to talk to me about, just tell me.”

He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, “No need to hurry, let’s have a taste of the tea first.”

She also picked up the teapot, pouring a cup for Xiao Qinghe before serving herself, “Since Big Boss Jin, a busy man, has time, I’m happy to oblige.”

Jin Xun watched her pour the tea, her movements neither too slow nor too fast, incredibly elegant and attractive. Considering her temperament and the fact that he had seen her enter the Jin Family courtyard without any pretense, people who didn’t know her would think she was the daughter of a wealthy official.

He had sent people to investigate, and she was indeed just a village girl.

A village girl who had been sold twice.

Su Qingyue picked up her tea cup, took a sip, and relaxed.

Xiao Qinghe, on the other hand, was more reserved, not touching the tea on the table.

Jin Xun saw Su Qingyue’s expression, “Could it be that you can taste what kind of tea this is?”

Nonsense. Su Qingyue loved tea the most,