Chapter 21

The atmosphere tensed in an instant; nobody spoke, they tacitly averted their gaze, unwilling to watch Ye Ling being beaten.

But after a long time, Ye Xi'an still did nothing.

Yi Yang could no longer hold back; he sneakily glanced at Ye Xi'an.

We saw a frail female in a white dress sitting obediently on the bed, her slender white legs together, her two hands nervously clasped on her thighs, long smooth purple hair cascading behind her, her eyes hidden by bangs, revealing only her thin white chin and tightly closed lips; she looked like a bullied fluffy cat.

Oh right, his wife is just a beautiful and obedient ragdoll cat.

He felt he was about to be dazzled by his wife's beauty; being hit by her was practically a roundabout reward.

Yi Yang floated over in a daze, surrounded by pink bubbles: "Wife, the whip is here."

Ye Ling heard Yi Yang's toadying movement and shot him a glare.

What a toady, isn't he despicable.

He can be hit by Ye Xi'an, but he cannot be bullied by males.

"Are you looking for death, Yi Yang!"

Yi Yang didn't care; although his ability level couldn't match Ye Ling's, males in the clan aren't allowed to kill each other: "What's the big deal, I'm just handing my wife a whip."

Having said that, he turned and gave Ye Xi'an an ingratiating smile: "Wife, go ahead and hit, then rest early, don't tire yourself."

Ye Ling held his breath, veins bulging on his forehead; his hatred for Ye Xi'an deepened, and someday he would kill that scummy female.

If Ye Xi'an knew she'd attracted so much hatred without saying a word, she'd surely cry injustice.

Ye Xi'an looked bewildered, pointing at her nose uncertainly: "Are you talking to me?"

Ye Ling closed his eyes, his back teeth clenched tight; from excessive anger, his voice trembled: "Besides you liking to hit people, is there anyone else in this room?"

Ye Xi'an immediately pointed at Bao Jing without hesitation: "And him, he always likes to choke people's necks."

Bao Jing: ……… Isn't this never-ending.

Ye Ling watched Ye Xi'an's unserious attitude, growing increasingly anxious: "Are you going to hit or not?"

"If you don't hit, the fruit was meant for you to eat; why would I hit you."

Ye Xi'an was utterly speechless; why do they always want her to hit them.

Helplessly, she tossed the whip aside, pushed away Yi Yang who was practically drooling beside her, staggered over to Ye Ling, took a few apples from her bag and handed them to him: "If you like them, take them all; we're a family, aren't we?"

Ye Ling's body stiffened; he felt nothing moved by Ye Xi'an's words, instead a vague unease: that scummy female putting on this act must be scheming something bad, perhaps planning to sell him to others as a slave while he's inattentive.

Dark-gold pupils flashed a cold glint; it seemed he must quickly find a chance to kill that damned female, or else if truly sold, he'd not even be able to die wishing for death.

"Hmph, fine, then I'll take them all."

"Wait." Ji Jiangci, who had been silent, stopped Ye Ling from taking the apples: "Eating all these apples would be a waste; just take one to taste, and we'll sell the rest tomorrow for some water and bread."

Ye Xi'an heard and hurriedly said: "You don't need to be thrifty; these were what I took out for dinner, and there are plenty more in the Xiao Shijie."

Mentioning the Xiao Shijie, Bao Jing recalled to ask about the fruit trees transplanted inside: "Did those trees survive?"

Ye Xi'an happily replied: "Of course!"

Moreover, Ye Xi'an noticed these plants seemed to grow faster than those on Diqiu, bearing fruit in a single season.

"Then that's good."

Bao Jing relaxed now, and told Ji Jiangci and the others about Ye Xi'an's space's special nature.

Even the usually composed Ji Jiangci couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

Ye Ling didn't believe it; if Ye Xi'an had such ability, Zhu Shen Xing could support her as an ancestor.

Who doesn't know that Zhu Shen Xing's soil is barren, minerals scarce, the land capable of growing grain can't even feed its people, hence they instituted a task system to seek extraterrestrial supplies for survival.

If the Xiao Shijie truly exists, isn't it just a mobile granary?

Yi Yang looked admiringly at Ye Xi'an, knowing his wife was simply the best!

Being overly excited, he lunged onto Ye Xi'an, his sturdy thick legs wrapping around her waist, his whole body coiling around her like a snake.

Fortunately Ye Xi'an reacted quickly, immediately supporting Yi Yang's buttocks to prevent him from falling.

Everyone watched this ludicrous scene, rubbing their eyes in disbelief: that's a 1.9-meter-strong male, while Ye Xi'an is only about 1.6 meters and so frail—how could she hold him?

Although Yi Yang has lost quite a bit of weight these past two months, it's still absolutely not something a female could lift.

Ye Xi'an felt the thigh against her waist, unbearably itchy; Yi Yang, like a rabbit, kept rubbing against her in her embrace, making her so itchy she could barely muster strength.

"Hahaha, no, so itchy. Yi Yang, can you stop moving around?"

Bao Jing also went over to pull him: "Yi Yang, get down; you'll hurt Ye Xi'an like this."

Hearing that Ye Xi'an might get hurt, Yi Yang finally ceased his movements, reluctantly getting off her.

He really loves having such a wife.

He blushed and apologized to Ye Xi'an: "Sorry, wife, I got too excited."

Ye Xi'an gave an embarrassed laugh: "It's fine, it's fine."

Ji Jiangci's slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, calculating how to live well.

Once he had a plan, he asked: "How many Contribution Points do we have left at home?"

"There are still 5,475."

Hearing the balance, Ji Jiangci's tapping suddenly stopped: "Isn't the experience value in Yuangu Shoushi always low? How come we have over five thousand?"

Ye Xi'an gave an embarrassed laugh; not just five thousand, there were originally twenty thousand, and she hesitated whether to tell them she'd spent fifteen thousand on a set of clothes.

Fortunately Bao Jing interjected in time: "You don't need to ask so much; as long as we have it, that's fine."

Ji Jiangci, hearing that, said nothing more and continued his plan: "Our three wages for this week will be deposited into the household account soon, estimated at over five hundred. Tomorrow we'll sell some fruit and should be able to gather seven thousand."

"Seven thousand wouldn't last long if spent on rent; better to use it all for taking missions." Ji Jiangci lifted his eyes to Ye Xi'an: "What do you think?"

Ye Xi'an was cued again; looking up, she saw the four men staring at her, awaiting her decision: "I, I certainly have no objection."

She would love to do more missions, fill the Xiao Shijie to the brim, and then never leave home for the rest of her life.

The few males, hearing Ye Xi'an's affirmative reply, finally breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that if she found the Yuangu Shoushi ordeal bitter, she'd never want to take missions again.

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