Chapter 933: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 933: Big Trouble (2)
Cui Ping’an dashed straight in front of the carriage. If Da Hongzhao hadn’t been moving slowly and reacting quickly, a collision would have certainly left his frail body badly injured.
Seeing this, Mo Yan became furious. “My carriage isn’t for passengers. If you want to go to Yuan City, you can buy a horse from the stables or hire a carriage. Why must you block my way?”
Cui Ping’an blinked and said, “Because you’re a good person.”
Hearing this, Mo Yan’s eye twitched. Did she have the words “I am a good person” written on her face?
Seemingly reading her thoughts, Cui Ping’an pointed to the little beggar in the corner and smugly declared, “I saw you give him candy.”
Following his gaze, Mo Yan saw the beggar happily eating the candy. Her expression darkened, and she deliberately tried to scare him. “You’re overthinking. I’m not a good person. I gave him candy to gain his trust so I can capture him and his friends and sell them to the black mines as laborers.”
Anyone else would have dismissed this as nonsense, but Cui Ping’an actually hesitated, staring at her serious face and trying to determine if it was true.
However, no matter how he looked at her, Mo Yan didn’t seem like a wicked human trafficker. Realizing he had been tricked, he became even more determined to follow her. “I won’t fall for your tricks! If you won’t take me to Yuan City, then at least let me stay at your house for a few days. Don’t worry, I’ll pay you.”
“Ha!” The only response the overconfident young man got was a cold laugh.
This guy wasn’t just naive—he was downright foolish. What made him think that a few words would be enough for her to take a strange man home? Did he think he was so charming that even the blind would take a liking to him?
Mo Yan scoffed internally, unwilling to waste more words on an idiot. She lightly patted Da Hongzhao’s flank and commanded, “Go around him. Move quickly.”
Understanding her perfectly, Da Hongzhao lifted its hooves and veered sixty degrees to the right, neatly bypassing Cui Ping’an. Once it was certain the carriage wouldn’t hit anything, it suddenly picked up speed and trotted ahead, leaving Cui Ping’an in the dust.
Seeing the dumbfounded look on Cui Ping’an’s face, Mo Yan turned her head and praised Da Hongzhao, “Well done!”
The horse flicked its tail happily, carefully weaving through the bustling street while maintaining a steady pace. Unbeknownst to Mo Yan, the very same young man she had shaken off was now running frantically behind her carriage.
After exiting the city, Da Hongzhao slowed down, and the carriage no longer jolted as much. The gentle breeze brushed against Mo Yan’s face, keeping the heat at bay. She hummed an off-key tune, enjoying the peaceful journey.
Midway through, Da Hongzhao suddenly halted and perked up its ears as if listening intently.
Mo Yan stopped humming, puzzled. “Da Hongzhao, why did you stop?”
The horse neighed, glancing at Mo Yan but keeping its focus behind the carriage. It still refused to move.
Curious, Mo Yan leaned out to check the road behind them—only to spot someone staggering along in pursuit. That thin, frail figure… who else could it be but that overconfident fool?
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Meanwhile, Cui Qingrou had been searching for her nephew with her maid for three whole hours, yet there was still no trace of him. The servants at the residence had no news either.
As the sky darkened, she grew increasingly anxious. She didn’t dare inform Old Madam Cui yet, so she sent someone back to notify the head of the Cui family—her own elder brother, Master Cui.
(End of Chapter)
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