The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 1969: Chapter 1969: Exterminate Your Nine Generations (Part 1)

Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng’s expressions were not very pleasant, interrupting someone could lead to divine punishment.

"Yang Ruxin, how can you watch someone die and not help?" Just then, a sharp voice sounded from outside!

Yang Ruxin frowned. She was familiar with that voice, it was indeed Wang Zhengzheng, so she pushed the car door open and stepped out.

Sure enough, Wang Zhengzheng was standing in front of the car with a white veil covering her face but her eyes were filled with unusual... anguish, along with accusation, with a touch of grievance.

Yang Ruxin raised her hand to rub her brow: "Miss Wang, it’s dangerous to block a car like this." If she hadn’t reacted quickly, her teeth might have been chattered.

At this moment, Yu Qingge also jumped down from the carriage behind, and rushed directly towards Wang Zhengzheng: "Wang Zhengzheng, are you crazy?" Because Gu Qingheng returned together, she had no choice but to follow in the carriage behind Yang Ruxin. Just now, the front carriage stopped abruptly, causing her carriage to halt suddenly too, and she ended up kissing the carriage wall with her forehead, with a bump developing.

Wang Zhengzheng was stunned by the scolding, then burst out: "Who the hell are you? How dare you curse me? Want me to wipe out your family?"

"You..." Yu Qingge was so angry she wanted to go up and slap her.

But Yang Ruxin held her back: "Calm down, say less."

Yu Qingge complied and stopped in her tracks but still let out a cold snort towards Wang Zhengzheng.

Wang Zhengzheng snorted triumphantly and then looked at Yang Ruxin: "You, go to the Wang Family immediately and treat my illness, bring your medicine, you won’t be short of Silver." She turned and walked away after speaking.

"This person really has issues."

"What’s it got to do with me?" Yang Ruxin chuckled, "Let’s go, it’s getting late, let’s have cold noodles when we get back tonight."

"Alright, I love noodles." Yu Qingge laughed, "Let’s hurry up and go." Suddenly her gaze lingered over Yang Ruxin’s lips a few times, her eyes turning mischievous.

"Get in the car quickly and let’s move." Yang Ruxin’s face was slightly flushed, she hastily patted her, and turned to get back into the carriage, even glaring at Gu Qingheng, it was all this guy’s fault, not considering the occasion.

Gu Qingheng felt utterly innocent, showing affection with his wife hadn’t bothered anyone, but Wang Zhengzheng was really too annoying.

When Wang Zhengzheng walked back, she didn’t even speed up, hoping they would catch up, but eventually, she arrived home without anyone behind her.

"Miss, maybe they’re going back for the medical kit." Noticing the Miss was about to lose her temper again, Xiaojuan quickly explained.

"Hmm." Wang Zhengzheng thought it might be possible, so she didn’t burst into rage as she entered the gate but still instructed the gatekeeper that if Yang Ruxin came, they should keep her waiting for a while before letting her in.

The gatekeeper readily promised.

Xiaojuan sighed inwardly, what was the Miss doing? After all, she was the one who was sick, experiencing pains worse than death every time the illness flared up in recent days, what was the point in acting like this... never mind, she was only a servant and didn’t dare advise, otherwise she’d surely be beaten.

Wang Zhengzheng, though stubbornly maintaining her posture, was inwardly extremely restless. The rashes on her body had begun to ulcerate, including her face, though currently they were on her chin. They flared up roughly every four hours, making the attacks worse than death.