The Village Girl Who Jinxes Her Husband Is Filthy Rich

didn’t encounter anything too surprising.

Lin Yuelan held Jiang Zhennan’s hand and walked to Guo Bing, who was holding the mushroom skewer in his hand.
Then, she poked and scratched him a few times.

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Guo Bing appeared to have been frozen.
He didn’t move at all.

Guo Bing held the mushroom in one hand and another skewer in another.
He was enjoying himself, but at this time, his eyes and mouth were wide open.

The others were in the same state as Guo Bing.
However, they were holding rabbit meat.
Their mouths were all wide open, and the food had fallen to the ground.

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But their expressions were the same as Guo Bing’s.
Their eyes were wide as they looked forward.

Lin Yuelan frowned slightly.
Then she turned back to look at Jiang Zhennan, but she didn’t ask any more questions.

She walked toward the brownish-red steed that looked awe-inspiring.

This steed looked like it was eating grass.
The grass appeared to be freshly cut.
It was very fresh and tender.

The steed’s mouth was wide open as it ate the grass.
It glanced at its master, Jiang Zhennan, through its big black eyes with some confusion.

Lin Yuelan instantly had a good impression of the steed.
The steed appeared to have great intelligence and could understand the human connection.

Lin Yuelan subconsciously let go of Jiang Zhennan’s hand and gently walked to the front of the horse.
She wanted to touch its shiny coat.

“It’s called Liefeng, my good companion.” Jiang Zhennan followed Lin Yuelan step by step.
Since Lin Yuelan liked his house that much, he introduced her to Liefeng.

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“He was saved from the slaughterhouse when I was ten years old.
I named him Liefeng.
From then on, we lived together until now!”

Lin Yuelan asked doubtfully, “Masked uncle, how old are you this year?”

The corner of Jiang Zhennan’s mouth twitched.

‘Do I really look that old? Why does this girl like to go around asking people about their age? Do I give off the impression that I’m very old? Do I appear too aged in her mind?’

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If Lin Yuelan could hear his thoughts, she would laugh.
She couldn’t even see his face, so how would she know if he appeared too old or not?

Although Jiang Zhennan had his doubts, he answered Lin Yuelan honestly.
“I’m 24 years old!”

“24 years old.” Lin Yuelan nodded.
“That’s indeed very old!”

However, Lin Xinlan was even older.
She was a 32 years old woman before the transmigration.
Her mental age was older than Jiang Zhennan.

When Lin Yuelan called him old, Jiang Zhennan felt as if an arrow had been shot through his chest.
He could not help but feel aggrieved.
He wondered, ‘Will she still see me as a friend and call me uncle if she sees me as someone so much older than her?’

However, he did not feel aggrieved for long.
Under the mask, his pupils suddenly contracted violently.
His entire person was tense and nervous.