The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 2438: Convenient Place to Talk (2)

"I... this..." The village chief suddenly slapped his thigh, exclaiming, "Fear not, it is definitely prepared."

Yang Ruxin nodded, feeling a wave of fatigue wash over her, and began to turn back. Lately, her legs and feet had been experiencing some swelling, making prolonged walking an unbearable ordeal.

From a secluded vantage point, a malevolent stare latched onto Yang Ruxin's retreating form.

A subtle sensation alerted Yang Ruxin, prompting her to turn her head.

Guan Qingyue abruptly pulled back, her heart hammering with apprehension. That woman was disturbingly perceptive. How could she sense it from such a distance?

Yang Ruxin inwardly sighed. Some individuals, despite having a bright future, seemed intent on creating disruption. She genuinely wondered what ordeal that girl sought to endure before she would finally cease.

Guan Qingyue felt a sense of resentment; Wang Baozhu was confined and enduring a life of extreme humiliation at home. The prior scheme to win Li Xiang's affection was now out of reach. With their wedding date rapidly approaching, anxiety gnawed at her.

Naturally, what vexed her even more was her brother. He had departed on the sixth day of the month and had neither returned for the Lantern Festival nor taken her to the city to witness the vibrant light displays. What was the merit of having such a self-absorbed sibling?

Now, observing Yang Ruxin re-enter the village, attended by several escorts, her swollen abdomen evident, and her face alight with happiness, ignited a furious rage within Guan Qingyue that threatened to consume her. She desperately wished to scar Yang Ruxin's face but lacked the courage to act!

Blinded by her consuming jealousy, Miss Guan Qingyue, needing an outlet for her pent-up emotions, proceeded to the Xiaocang River. There, she gathered stones from the riverbank and began hurling them into the water, unleashing a torrent of curses. "Bitch Yang Ruxin, I wish you a horrifying demise, may you give birth to a child with no anus, and may your insides rot away one day..." She spewed every venomous word she could conjure.

After an hour of relentless cursing, a sense of relief finally washed over her, and she exhaled deeply. However, just as she turned to depart, her vision abruptly darkened, and consciousness abandoned her.

Upon awakening, Guan Qingyue found herself lying on a hillside. It was February, and the air was bitingly cold, causing her to involuntarily sneeze.

"Awake now?" a voice inquired from her side.

Guan Qingyue jolted in surprise and rapidly sat up, only to see a woman not far away, concealed behind a black mask, idly twirling a dagger. A shiver coursed through her as she stammered, "Who, who are you? Why have you abducted me?"

"My identity is inconsequential." The masked woman, revealed to be Diewu, had not yet fully mastered her Soul Devouring Technique. Initially, she had no intention of intervening, as she was still evading pursuit from individuals within the Jianghu. However, she couldn't resist investigating and discovered Yang Ruxin's pregnancy, a fact that brought her a measure of satisfaction. Dealing with a pregnant woman was considerably simpler. Nevertheless, wary of revealing herself prematurely, she remained concealed and unexpectedly gained further crucial information.

Guan Qingyue's brow furrowed.

"Furthermore, do not flatter yourself. Abducting you is a complete waste of my valuable time."

"You..." Guan Qingyue felt silenced but dared not voice her anger. "Then why have you brought me here?" As she spoke, she pushed herself to her feet.

"This location is more conducive for our conversation." Diewu's gaze rose to meet Guan Qingyue's.

"I do not know you."

"It is sufficient that I know you, Guan Qingyue." Diewu also rose to her feet. "There is but one reason I sought you out, and that is your profound hatred for Yang Ruxin. Or, to be more precise, your intense jealousy of her."

"Preposterous, I do not!"

"You spent an entire hour cursing her by the river."