Chapter 83: with translation of chapter title: 83

title: includes "Someone who owes a knife? Fragile, not worth fearing." no names

Tushan Jiu, Xie Shiyu

Suddenly, she smacked her forehead, "Did I forget to close the door?"

Xie Shiyu's brow twitched; he quickly pushed her hand away and examined her forehead, "How did you hit it so hard? Let me have a look."

Tushan Jiu brushed off his hand, "I'm fine, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt, um..." She hurriedly unbuckled her seat belt, got out of the car, and told the servant, "Quickly tell everyone not to look for me—my dowry isn't lost; I put it away myself."

hireling

They've been around all the time, yet nobody saw anyone going to the back yard to move things.

Moreover, there are so many boxes; it's impossible that nobody knows about them.

Miss Tushan

At that time, they were clearly empty-handed!

Tushan Jiu knew what he was surprised about, but she didn't need to explain; she softly said, "Go tell them—it's late, you should rest early, thanks for your hard work."

The servant realized his faux pas and quickly replied, "All right, Miss Tushan, I'll go right away."

Xie Shiyu didn't get out of the car; he shouted toward the window at Tushan Jiu, "Go send the car to the garage."

Tushan Jiu

Old Master Xie

Tushan Jiu, Grandpa Xie

Old Master Xie, Xiao Jiu

Several questions in a row had everyone puzzled all night.

Tushan Jiu

Listening to that left Old Master Xie staring wide-eyed.

He glanced at the jade bracelet on Tushan Jiu's wrist and exclaimed, "Good heavens, are you sure we're not filming a fantasy TV drama? This is too miraculous."

Tushan Jiu looked at Old Master Xie, amused, thinking, "Insiders see the subtleties; outsiders just watch the excitement."

She didn't dampen his spirits; to soothe Old Master Xie's roller‑coaster emotions that night, she demonstrated it several times, making him chuckle.

Xie Shiyu, Li Kai, Chang Yaohui, Li Qing

Xie Shiyu, Old Master

At a glance, it turned out Tushan Jiu was demonstrating how to take things in and out just to make Old Master Xie happy.

He walked over, put his arm around Tushan Jiu's shoulders, then said to Old Master Xie, "That's about enough—what time is it now? The misunderstanding's cleared up; hurry off to bed, old folks shouldn't stay up late."

Elderly Old Master Xie

Xie Shiyu shook his head helplessly, "Old child, little child."

Tushan Jiu

He gave Tushan Jiu's head a light pat, "Come on, let's go upstairs to rest."

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Xu Airu, Xie Wenmo

Xie Wenmo, Y Country Branch

He wanted Xu Airu to come along, but she dislikes the perpetually gloomy weather there, so she didn't go.

So, to appease someone, he specially got up early to see them off.

On the way back, she received a message from Wang Mumù.

But upon seeing that message, she couldn't help but furrow her brows.

Because the other party sent not text, but a location.

Licheng Mao Yuan Town Lishui Township

Xu Airu realized, "Oh, you're actually at this place."

Wang Mumumu

【I thought you wanted to go to Kun City—how did you end up in Li City instead?】

【By the way, I told you about that matter—don't forget to let your spouse know.】

【When you return, I'll introduce my daughter‑in‑law to you; she's really outstanding, let me tell you.】

After sending those messages, she waited a while for a reply, got none, and returned to the short‑video page to scroll.

Xie Family Old Residence

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She tentatively sent another message: 【Are you okay?】

That message, too, sank like a stone.

After waiting and waiting, Xu Airu felt something was off, so she placed a call.

To her surprise, the other end answered, "Hey... Airu?"

Xu Airu let out a sigh of relief, "You scared me to death—I thought something had happened to you."

"What could happen to me? I was just taking a shower."

"All right, as long as you're fine—don't forget what I told you: the Sword Debt must not be defaulted on! Tushan Jiu has picked your family; the sooner you repay, the better."

The other side paused, "Sword Debt? Sword Debtor?"

Wang Mumumu, knife debt, my parents-in-law

"... Ah, right, there is such a thing—look at my memory; I'll tell Guo Liheng right away."

Xu Airu was silent for two seconds, "Mu Mu, are you sure you're okay?"

She always felt Wang Mumumu's speech was weird, but couldn't pinpoint exactly what was weird.

I'm really fine; I just forgot for a moment earlier. I won't mention it—I'll call Guo Liheng now to tell him about this and have him prepare things.

Xu Airu was about to ask again, but a loud "thud" came from the other end of the phone, like something striking a door panel.

Then Wang Mumumu's voice came again: "Airu, I won't tell you now—there's a strong wind blowing in Beautiful City, I didn't shut the windows, the door got blown open; let's talk later."

After saying that, the phone hung up.

Xu Airu glanced at her phone, whose screen had gone black.

For some reason, her intuition told her that Wang Mumumu seemed a bit off.

But the voice on the other end was indeed Wang Mumumu's own.

No, she still needed to double-check, in case she really ran into danger.

So Xu Airu directly placed a video call.

Within a couple of seconds, the video call was answered, showing Wang Mumumu's familiar face on the screen.

She curled her lips into a smile: "What's up? Are you worried something happened to me? I'm fine—look, the door got blown open, I was just about to close it."

The camera panned around, deliberately giving a full view of the house.

Xu Airu saw the window there that hadn't been closed yet, and the white sheer curtain blown up by the wind; her doubts finally eased.

"I'm just being cautious, right? What if something happens—you'd agree, wouldn't you?"

Wang Mumumu gave a light laugh: "Okay, okay, okay, thanks. I'm fine, I'll hang up—I still need to go out shopping."

"With such strong wind, you still want to go out?"

"Of course—nothing, not even a knife, could stop my enthusiasm for shopping; I'll bring you some local specialties when I get back—bye."

"Alright, be careful on your own."

"Got it."

At the same time, inside a high-end homestay in Beautiful City.

After Wang Mumumu ended the video call, she snorted with laughter: "A knife‑buyer? Just a fragile skin—not worth fearing."