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Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father. Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?” Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed. In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

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Chapter 106 Preparing to Build a Greenhouse (9)

Time trickled by, the seconds ticking away, as Feng Xuxu was absorbed in embroidering clothes in her space, unaware that outside, Xiao Chen arrived at her chamber but found no trace of her. "Speak, what's going on, where is she?"

Yingsu and Baihe were also very perplexed; they clearly saw the young miss enter the room, so how could she have disappeared when they hadn't left and had been guarding the door all along?

Thud... Xiao Chen, furious, smashed a table and glared at the two people in front of him. Then, with a raise of his hand, Yingsu was drawn to him as if a magnet had attracted iron.

Xiao Chen, clutching Yingsu's throat, demanded, "Speak, where is she?" His crimson eyes bore into her like he was staring down a dead person.

"Master... Master... Master... Cough cough... I really don't know... Just now, I saw her enter with my own eyes," Yingsu sputtered, her little face turning purplish-red from the strain.