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The Herbal Scents of Farm Life

Suddenly finding herself in a rural setting, Lin Caisang became the village's renowned 'Star of Wealth and Honor'. Surrounded by unique relatives, they treated her as if she were a rare panda—held preciously in their palms for fear she would fall and gently kept in their mouths lest she dissolved. Meet the exceptional relatives: The Powerhouse Father, who declared, "You want Sangsang to get married? You'll have to get past me first." The Stingy Mother, questioning, "What does she need a husband for? She can have all the fine food and a carefree life with me!" The Sly Grandfather, suggesting, "Girls shouldn’t have to do the dirty, tiring work. Quick, call over your brother!" The Majestic Grandmother, fiercely proclaiming, "Who dares to bully Sangsang? Let them face a fight to the death with me!" The Protective Brother, assuring, "Little sister, all the good food is for you. I am not hungry!" Holding her flabby flesh, Lin Caisang wept without tears: "Let me go! I need to lose weight!" Meanwhile, the strikingly handsome, icy man next door not only protected and spoiled her in secret but also had a not-so-simple identity.....

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Chapter 238: Specifically Climbing Through the Window to Intrude

"I'm telling you...from now on, stop generously giving away things from your home. It'll prevent others from misunderstanding your intentions. Be careful in the future." She reminded Ya Molian.

Although, she did feel that Ya Molian was relatively innocent this time.

He was motivated by kindness, and everyone knew he owed her a debt of gratitude for saving his life. Even if the villagers saw Ya Molian delivering gifts to her home, they'd always say he is simply acting out of gratitude, trying to repay her for saving his life.

Who would have known that even under such a circumstance, Lin Caihe could misinterpret things in the way she did. She had to admire Lin Caihe for that.

At least Lin Caihe had a wild imagination!

"Is it my fault?"

Ya Molian raised an eyebrow, asked her, and added a sentence.

"Indeed, it is my fault. It won't happen again."

He decided to deliver his gifts directly to Sang. This way, no one would misunderstand, projecting unwanted intentions on him.

"Hmm."