Sweet Rustic Love: Four Brothers’ Wife

Little Tian talked on and on while Ming Yan remained silent.

She planned to piss him off so that he would not ever come back again, and then this would come to an end.

Ming Yan, who prided himself on his good temper and immense endurance, was ultimately triggered by Little Tian’s viciousness. He yelled, “Shut up!

“Little Tian, neither of us wanted this to happen, but since it did, we have to face it together. I’m willing to take responsibility, not because I have any romantic feelings for you. I just don’t want you to lose your future when I am the one who took your virginity. I, on the other hand, have nothing to lose.

“Despite that, I respect your choice to remain single for life. We’ll be strangers the next time we meet. I’m sorry for disturbing you in the past. And now, I shall take my leave,” Ming Yan said, and turned to walk away without hesitation.

The moment he turned to leave, Ming Yan felt relief coursing through his whole body, although a hint of regret still lingered.

Relieved, probably because he ended things; regret, probably due to Little Tian’s stubbornness.

Seeing him leaving without hesitation, and having no clue whether he would come back, strangely Little Tian felt rather lost.

She could not put into words this strange feeling that suddenly sprouted within her.

Sometime in between, Wang Xiangyun had opened the door and stood there watching Little Tian who had her back facing her.

She knew it was her selfishness that had cost Little Tian her virginity. Fortunately for her, the culprit was Ming Yan, who was at least an acquaintance.

Wang Xiangyun knew that he had frequently come over to talk to her, and she also knew how Little Tian replied to him as well as her reasons every single time.

She was about to call Little Tian when the girl slipped and fell onto the ground.

“Little Tian, what’s happened?” Wang Xiangyun rushed over to her, worried.

They might have been lady and servant, but Wang Xiangyun thought of her as a sister too.

Liu Duo, who barely managed to stop Ye Mo from doing something crazy, spotted Ming Yan again. And he was crossing the street.

“Mo, look. Isn’t that Ming Yan, Mr Dongfang’s guard? Do you think we should go say hi?” Liu Duo pointed towards the man.

She felt it would be better to seek Ye Mo’s opinion.

Since they spotted Ming Yan, that meant it was highly probable they could meet Dongfang Ming during their stay in the capital. She might as well put it out there in case Ye Mo got bitter by the time they met.

Ye Mo, who had been toying with her hands, looked at the man and frowned.

“How could that be Ming Yan? Wife, you must be seeing things. Or are you telling me you really want to see him, just so you can see that bastard Dongfang Ming again?”

Ye Mo recognized the man, but he refused to meet him and Dongfang Ming.

Liu Duo blinked. She could tell Ye Mo’s temper was building up again, and he was waiting for a good explanation from her.

She’d had enough of his absurdity.

What was the word to describe him?

Jealous?

Jealous of whom?

Dongfang Ming?

Liu Duo, whose head was filled with questions, reached out a hand and gently pinched his cheek. She chuckled, “Mo, what are you jealous about? You say it as though I have feelings for Mr Dongfang.”

You don’t, but he might! Ye Mo thought to himself.

He could never forget that, whenever Dongfang Ming spoke to Liu Duo, the man would look at her as though she was the only woman in the world.

And that made him so mad.