Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite Chapter 49: A Forced Melon Isn’t Sweet

Su Muyao sighed in her heart, "I’m sorry for what happened before."

"When you regain your freedom, you can return to the Xiao Family."

"Then, I will give you a Divorce Letter, so you won’t be affected by anything you do."

The Divorce Letter and Separation Letter are entirely different levels.

Although the Separation Letter is when a She-beast and Beast Husband cut ties, it always negatively impacts their reputation.

But the Divorce Letter doesn’t do that; it’s when the wife and Beast Husband terminate their relationship, the greatest kindness given upon their release.

Xiao Jihan’s heart stirred upon hearing these words.

He thought she ant the Separation Letter when she talked about freeing them.

Unexpectedly, it was a Divorce Letter.

In Su Muyao’s eyes, Xiao Jihan was a talent carefully nurtured by the family, highly valued by the Xiao family.

He could return to the Xiao Family.

His situation was different from Hua Linye’s.

Even if Hua Linye regains freedom, he wouldn’t return to the Xu Family, where his mother and enemy are.

Even if he went back, it would be to avenge his father.

So, the way she pressured them was quite excessive, considering they each have their own hardships.

"Would the wife really treat us like this?"

Su Muyao nodded, "Yes, rest assured, I will do as I say, you have to trust ."

"Besides, if I need a Beast Husband, I can find another one."

"I understand well, a forced lon is not sweet."

"And, after all, there are plenty of greener pastures elsewhere in the world!"

At this mont, Su Muyao appeared carefree and at ease.

She said these words to gain Xiao Jihan’s trust.

At the sa ti, she sympathized with Xiao Jihan and hoped he could return to the Xiao Family, continue as an heir, and live the life he desires.

He didn’t have to be tied to her, as a forced lon not yet plucked.

After all, there was no substantial relationship between them.

Xiao Jihan felt he should be happy hearing this.

But his heart wasn’t as excited as he imagined.

Plus, she was once a fool, yet she could say such things.

Plenty of greener pastures elsewhere in the world?

After so conversation and tidying up, they headed back.

This ti, they returned with full gains.

Upon arriving ho, Su Muyao didn’t idle; she imdiately got to work.

She took beets and sunflowers out of storage and placed them in the yard.

Su Muyao assessed the size of the yard.

If the supplies increase, this yard won’t suffice.

There wasn’t a dedicated storage room either.

Currently, there were only five rooms.

But after two months, when they all leave, the house will have more rooms.

Xiao Jihan also helped wash and peel the beets.

Su Muyao planned to use these beets to make brown sugar.

Brown sugar, once congealed into a block, stores well.

Selling brown sugar at the market could earn a bit more.

Brown sugar is scarce, comparable to salt.

It’s said on the market, those coarse malt sugars cost two or three copper crystal coins for a piece.

During festivals, prices are even higher.

Xiao Jihan peeled and cut the washed beets into small pieces and placed them into the basin.

He used his superpower, maneuvering Ice Blades, working swiftly.

Soon, the basin and barrel beside him filled with beet pieces.

Xiao Jihan never imagined his superpower, now used mainly for these chores, since exile here.

But he watched Su Muyao.

He saw her bowing her head, peeling the beets bit by bit.

Even though slow, she was doing it earnestly.

Xiao Jihan’s expression shifted slightly, noticing her focus each ti she worked, as if imrsed in her own world.

While peeling the beets, Su Muyao lost focus, and the sharp blade accidentally cut her finger deeply.

Su Muyao almost cried in pain but didn’t make a sound.

She quickly stood to clean it up.

Xiao Jihan’s face changed, rushing forward using his superpower to press her finger, preventing excessive bleeding.

He then washed it with clean water, carefully bandaging her finger.

"If it hurts, why not cry out?"

Before, even if it didn’t hurt, she would still yell.

But now, she bled so much, and the cut was large.

Su Muyao found this body exceptionally sensitive to pain, a small wound hurt terribly.

She fought to suppress the rising emotions, speaking softly, "It’s... okay."

"It was my carelessness."

Crying out in pain only matters to those who care.

For them now, doing so would only disgust others.

That’s how she used to be.

Creating a ’wolf-crying’ impression.

So, she avoided noise, unexpectedly caught by Xiao Jihan.

Xiao Jihan pressed his lips together, his expression sinking a bit more, concentrating on bandaging her wound.

Just then, a mocking laugh ca from the doorway.

"This is a new trick!"

"Su Muyao, you’re using a new tactic now."

"It seems quite effective; even Xiao Jihan is bandaging your wound personally."

"Truly cunning."

Upon hearing this frosty voice, Su Muyao knew it was i Qingchen.

She looked up toward the door, and indeed, it was i Qingchen who had returned.

He hadn’t co back since leaving that morning a few days ago, now unexpectedly back today.

She actually wished i Qingchen would disappear forever.

i Qingchen stood at the doorway, arms crossed, his cold, stunning phoenix eyes covered with a layer of frost.

His tone was critical and contemptuous.

Xiao Jihan’s cold brows furrowed, explaining, "i Qingchen, it’s not as you think."

"The wife hasn’t used any tactics."

Her efforts and changes in recent days haven’t gone unnoticed.

Su Muyao didn’t bother explaining or dealing with i Qingchen.

She now just wanted to clear her ties with him.

She said, "Bring your sword over."

i Qingchen looked at her warily, "What do you want to do?"

Su Muyao replied coldly, "If you want your sword restored, bring it over."

Her superpower had reached Level 1, just right to repair his sword again.

i Qingchen hesitated briefly, then handed his sword to Su Muyao.

He did so from a distance, fearing she might take advantage.

Su Muyao chuckled at his cautiousness.

"i Qingchen, you’d better not provoke ."

"I’ll restore your sword completely, or if in a bad mood, might forget how to fix it."

i Qingchen paused with tightly knit brows, "You..."

At that mont, a fleeting coldness passed through his phoenix eyes—yet a sense of helplessness against Su Muyao.

He was relying on her to restore the Lifebound Sword.

He had to endure it.

Su Muyao wouldn’t indulge him after all the harsh words.

By restoring his sword, they’d be square.

"i Qingchen, to fully restore this sword and revive its spirit, you need Mystic Spirit Iron!"

i Qingchen’s phoenix eyes changed, the corners raising, turning deep and dark like ink, he said in a low voice, "You actually know about Mystic Spirit Iron?"

He had been searching for Mystic Spirit Iron, yet it was an extrely precious material.

Even a noble family’s resources can hardly contain a small piece of Mystic Spirit Iron.