On the way back, Sikong Mo didn't immediately take Ye Jiu back to her room, but stopped halfway through, the two of them standing face to face beside the street.
"Walk with me," Sikong Mo said, taking the lead and leaving no chance for Ye Jiu to refuse.
Ye Jiu shrugged her shoulders as she followed him, taking a few quick steps to catch up to Sikong Mo's pace.
In the blink of an eye, it was almost August, and during this time she had been in the capital city without any contact with her family.
Everything else was fine and there wasn't much to worry about, except, the 200 acres of watermelons she had planted on her farm must have ripened by now—she had no idea how Ye Changsheng had dealt with them.
Originally, she had hoped to profit from the planting, making a fortune from the watermelons, but had ended up going to the capital to search for her elder brother, hence neglecting the affairs at the farm.
In contrast, this trip to the capital had earned her a hefty sum.
