The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 279 - 279 279 My Young Aunt Has Taken a Fancy to You

279: Chapter 279: My Young Aunt Has Taken a Fancy to You_1 279: Chapter 279: My Young Aunt Has Taken a Fancy to You_1 “Young Master, how could you tell to roll away?” Yang Baihe felt hurt, and her eyes reddened instantly, “I’m just…”

“Roll away!” At that mont, Weng Ji also grew angry.

As the close guard to Prince Yi, those officials in Beijing would treat him with respect, and yet this village girl dared to make advances on him?

It was an insult to his status as a First-rank guard.

He stepped forward and drew his treasure sword out directly.

Yang Baihe was so frightened that she hastily retreated two steps.

The sight of swords and blades still cast a shadow over her; she quickly turned and ran, but once she thought she was at a safe distance, she stopped again.

She wasn’t ready to leave without having exchanged words with the handso man.

Qi Jingyi didn’t pay any attention to Yang Baihe; he glanced at the Gu Family residence nearby, then walked straight towards Yang Ruxin, “Lady Xinxin, I am Qi Yong.”

A trace of movent flickered in Yang Ruxin’s brows.

She had first heard this man’s na from Gu Qingheng’s mouth, and later Gu Yao confird his identity, and indeed he lived up to his reputation upon eting him.

But, how did he know her?

“I am close friends with Qingheng,” Qi Jingyi seed to notice Yang Ruxin’s confusion and hurriedly explained.

Yang Ruxin nodded, “I’ve long admired your esteed na.”

“You know about ?” Qi Jingyi was suddenly delighted.

“I’m neighbors with Brother Gu,” Yang Ruxin said with a smile.

Qi Yong also smiled.

“I’m her younger aunt.” Yang Baihe, seeing the noble young man ignoring her to speak with that lowly wench Yang Dani, suddenly beca agitated, and hopping up, she cried out, “My na is Yang Baihe, because my mother says I look like a lily.” She blushed shyly, then took a few steps forward, “And you?

What did you say your na was?

Qi…

Qi what?” She regretted running so far away in fear earlier that she hadn’t heard his na clearly.

Qi Jingyi’s face darkened; he had never encountered such a shaless woman in his life, to the point where he almost burst into laughter from frustration.

Yang Ruxin, however, found it all very amusing, “Qi Yong, my younger aunt seems to have taken a liking to you.

I’m afraid she might have to start calling you uncle in the future, right?”

Qi Yong glanced at Yang Ruxin in sudden horror, then successfully choked on his own saliva, “Cough cough…”

“Oh my, how can you be so careless?

You’ve choked…

Hurry and pat your back…” Seeing Qi Yong starting to cough, Yang Baihe instantly felt distressed, no longer concerned with her fear, she ran over in a few steps, even bumping into Weng Ji on the way, and reached out to pat the other’s back.

Qi Yong panicked, dodged with a swift movent, and with his fan in hand, he struck the oncoming hand with a snap.

It hit her hand but not too hard, just enough to turn it red montarily.

Yang Baihe was startled, covering her sore hand as she stepped back, staring at Qi Yong incredulously, “How could you treat like this?

How could you bear…” She burst into tears, her sobs accompanied by a runny nose.

If it had been a delicate beauty, such behavior might have been able to trigger a man’s protective instinct, but Yang Baihe was a robust, mannish type of woman.

And with not only tears but also two big trails of snot akin to “a three-thousand-feet tumbling stream” staining her face, it just provoked a chilling disgust instead.