The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2375: Not Going to Die Anymore (Part 1)

The onlookers initially presumed Yang Ruxin was merely jesting, but witnessing Yang Baihe's distressed state, they understood this was no laughing matter. A hush fell over the crowd, leaving them uncertain whether to intervene or stand by.

Amidst the onlookers, Ma Dishi's face drained of color, overcome with fear. To take a life so readily? Yang Ruxin was indeed formidable.

"Xinxin." Ma Laiwang's demeanor was grave. After a brief pause, he stepped forward. "I am willing to break off the engagement."

Yang Ruxin turned her gaze to Ma Laiwang.

"She is merely facing some difficulties; that is all. We wish to retract the engagement," Ma Laiwang stated with a sigh, adding, "We cannot allow this situation to result in a death."

"Are you certain?" Yang Ruxin inquired, her eyebrows arching slightly.

"I am certain."

"However, your parents..."

"We retract the engagement!" Ma Dishi quickly pulled back, shouting, "We have no desire for such a daughter-in-law."

"And we don't want a mother-in-law like you," a voice retorted from the crowd. "Step aside, your stench is unbearable..."

Ma Laiwang's face flushed crimson, which, due to his dark complexion, appeared more of a purplish-red hue.

Yang Ruxin then addressed Yang Rusong, "The Ma family has agreed to the annulment. What about your side?"

"Grandfather?" Yang Rusong inquired through the window.

"Retract it," a weak voice, identified as Yang Peili's, came from within. "Rusong, come here."

Yang Ruxin entered the house briefly and emerged, carrying a box that she presented to Ma Laiwang. "Here is the betrothal gift you provided, returned untouched."

Ma Laiwang accepted the box and cast a glance at Yang Baihe, who was still convulsing on the ground. "From this moment, we are even. You need not pursue death any further."

It remained unclear if Yang Baihe registered his words, as she continued her anguished cries and rolling movements.

Yang Ruxin made a subtle gesture.

Du Juan approached and firmly grasped Yang Baihe's head, forcing her mouth open.

Yang Ruxin swiftly dropped something into her mouth.

Yang Baihe instinctively swallowed, and Du Juan released her.

Miraculously, Yang Baihe ceased her rolling. However, utterly spent, she lay on the ground, unable to rise for a considerable time.

"Let's depart." Yang Ruxin turned away.

"Yang Ruxin." Yang Baihe's voice suddenly cried out.

Yang Ruxin paused and looked back.

"I won't perish, will I?" Yang Baihe questioned, a note of terror in her voice.

"Were you not the one clamoring for death? Should my antidote prove ineffective, you wouldn't have to end your own life, would you?" Yang Ruxin remarked with a shrug.

"No, I won't die," Yang Baihe vehemently shook her head. "Now that the engagement is dissolved, I won't die."

"Then you shall not die." Yang Ruxin offered a slight smile.

"Xinxin, I will assist with the cleanup before departing." Yang Baixiang did not leave immediately. Despite the family's disappointments, witnessing the current disarray, he felt reluctant to leave Yang Rusong to manage the aftermath alone.

Yang Ruxin nodded, showing little interest in the unfolding events within the household.

"You are truly remarkable." As Xu Zhengya stepped out from the entrance of the old house, she couldn't refrain from giving a thumbs-up. "No wonder Xu Shifei mentioned you were no ordinary person."

"What is so extraordinary?" Yang Ruxin inquired with a chuckle.

"You are simply unlike other women." Xu Zhengya's face was alight with admiration. "At the very least, you did not mock my desire to marry Xu Shifei, unlike everyone else."

"I almost forgot. When are you going to marry Xu Shifei?" Yang Ruxin suddenly expressed curiosity. "You've been here for several months already, and there's still no progress?"