739: Chapter 739: Show Off (6)_1 739: Chapter 739: Show Off (6)_1 Gu Yaoâs face suddenly flushed, but she still tightened the reins, âHow am I being stingy?
Iâm just worried about youâŠâ
âWorried about what?
That old flames might reignite for him?â Yang Ruxinâs lips twitched, and she slapped Gu Yaoâs head, âWhat are you thinking?
You have so little faith in me?â
Gu Yao pursed her lips.
âAyao, he seems to be heading back to the village.
It would seem rather petty for us to pretend not to recognize him,â Yang Ruxin smiled, âBesides, he has never been a match for Gu Qingheng, because he never had the statusâŠ
Your brother isnât worried, and here you are fretting over nothingâŠâ
âI just donât like him; he makes me feel uncomfortable,â Gu Yao glanced at Yang Ruxin, âIn your words, I think heâs posingâŠâ
âHahaâŠâ Yang Ruxin laughed, âNot bad with words, but shouldnât we give people a chance to correct themselves?â With that, she climbed out of the carriage and looked back at Guan Qingshu, who had approached, âWhat a coincidence, Scholar Guan.â
Guan Qingshu was taken aback.
When he saw it was Yang Ruxin, his face flashed with embarrassment.
He was walking home to save on carriage fare, but the girl he had once scorned now had her own carriage.
Such was the differenceâŠ
âHeading home?â Yang Ruxin smiled, âIf you donât mind, I can give you a ride for part of the wayâŠâ
âGreatâŠ
XinxinâŠ
IâŠâ Guan Qingshu had regained his composure and wanted to decline, but he couldnât pass up an opportunity to be alone with Xinxin.
Of course, he wasnât under any illusions that she was still interested in him; he understood that Xinxin was just offering a ride as a fellow villager.
âWhy are you dithering like a woman, such a big man?â Yang Ruxin couldnât help but roll her eyes, âEither hop in so we can get going, or just flat-out refuse.
We can make our way without you.
Youâre hesitating like a maiden, itâs aggravating to watchâŠâ
Guan Qingshu immediately felt a headache: âI meanâŠ
if itâs not too much troubleâŠâ He knew if he didnât make his stance clear, the girl would absolutely turn around and leave.
Only then did Yang Ruxin reach out to take a stool used for boarding the carriage and flung it to the ground, âHurry up and get in.â
Guan Qingshu quickly scrambled up.
âWe still need to make a trip to Little Liu Village; it wonât delay Scholar Guan, will it?â Gu Yao jumped down and tossed the stool back in the carriage, reminding him in a rather annoyed tone.
âNo, it wonât delay meâŠâ Guan Qingshu hurriedly shook his head, âIâm just going home; it doesnât matter if itâs a bit earlier or laterâŠâ
Yang Ruxinâs gaze flickered, and for some reason, she suddenly thought of Guan Qingyue.
She wondered if this big brother was going back to discuss matters related to Qingyue.
After allâŠ
But she didnât ask.
Those were family affairs, and she wouldnât meddle.
The carriage soon arrived at Little Liu Village, so named because most of the peasant households there bore the surname Liu.
The head of the village was Liu Genmao, already in his sixties, a mature and stable man.
His family had lived in this village from his grandfatherâs time, truly old settlers.
Despite many changes in village ownership, Liu Genmaoâs status as head of the household had never wavered.
The village peasants, knowing the new master had arrived, crowded around the entrance of Liu Genmaoâs house.
Yang Ruxin inquired briefly about the situation and population of the village, then prepared to leave.
Any changes would have to wait until tomorrow, the beginning of spring.
Yet just as she stepped out of the gate of the Liu Familyâs courtyard, she caught a glimpse of a woman walking away from the crowd.
The more she looked, the more she felt the figure was familiarâŠ