The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law Chapter 339 - 339 339 Is the Yue Family's Young Lady Alright

339: Chapter 339: Is the Yue Family’s Young Lady Alright?

339: Chapter 339: Is the Yue Family’s Young Lady Alright?

“Grandmother!” Yue Ruxue, who was always fond of acting spoiled, felt sowhat indignant.

Why shouldn’t she speak?

The girl was nothing but a country bumpkin.

“A visitor is a guest!” the old lady said, her tone light.

Although Gu Youyou felt sowhat uneasy because of the Marquess’s strange gaze, she maintained her composure and finished her al without acting subservient or arrogant.

She chose to ignore the ostracism from the other young ladies of the Yue Family.

She was just a visitor, after all, and would slap her bottom and leave in a couple of days.

After dinner, the Marchioness ordered a maid to attend to them and led Jin Zijin and Gu Youyou to the guest room.

“Young Master Jin, Madam, my na is Xiaotao.

Please don’t hesitate to call on if you need anything,” she said.

Jin Zijin nodded politely and said, “Thank you, girl!

We don’t need anything right now; you may go rest.”

Gu Youyou started feeling sowhat uneasy about actually staying the night in the Marquis Residence.

She tugged at Jin Zijin’s sleeve and asked, “You’re not going to tell that your so-called ho in Lingnan happens to be this place, are you?”

As soon as she spoke, Jin Zijin suddenly rembered the trick he had originally played on Gu Youyou.

He truly had no ho, but if he had to na a place that had given him a sense of ho over the years, it really was this Marquis Residence of Lingnan.

He thought for a mont and then said, “Of course not, our house hasn’t been lived in for years.

I suspect it’s uninhabitable.

I’ll go and take a look tomorrow, and if it’s damaged, I’ll find soone to fix it.

We will move there after it’s repaired.”

He had beco capable of lying with a straight face and without a twinge of conscience.

A year ago, he couldn’t have imagined lying just to coax a woman.

One lie requires more lies to cover it up; there seed to be so truth to that saying.

Gu Youyou pondered about having to stay here for a few days, which gave her a headache just thinking about it.

She wasn’t foolish; the young ladies of the Yue Family made no effort to hide their hostile glances toward her, plainly provoking her.

Since when had Gu Youyou fought for a man?

n always flocked to her like birds to a lagoon.

Once she looked up and saw the complicated gaze in Jin Zijin’s eyes again, it really seed like they thought she, a village girl, truly wasn’t worthy of him—not even to be his maid.

Well, luckily, she wasn’t the village girl Gu Youyou, at least not in her mind.

A village girl lacked confidence, but she had it.

“Zijin, are the young ladies of the Yue Family nice?” she inquired.

Jin Zijin was briefly taken aback before his thoughts shifted, and he understood her implication.

He took off his outer garnt and said with a light smile, “The last ti I saw them they were only a few years old, all little girls.

Ajing’s sister; I consider them as my sisters too.”

…Damn, so many ‘sisters.’

Gu Youyou watched him for a while and, seeing his expression was unchanged, she believed him.

The backyard of the Lingnan Marquis Residence was vast; even with just Gu Youyou and Jin Zijin as the guests, they still occupied an entire separate courtyard.

What was even more surprising was the existence of a half-man-made, half-natural warm spring behind the bedroom.

Soaking in the warm spring washed away the fatigue of many days’ travel.

When she ca out, Jin Zijin was reading under a lamp.

It was getting late; Gu Youyou yawned and said, “Their house is really generous, huh?

There’s even a hot spring in the guest room.”

Jin Zijin put down his book and replied, “There are many hot springs in Lingnan.

Large households in the city all have hot springs channeled into their houses.”

“Oh…?” Gu Youyou paused her movents for a mont, realizing this place was indeed blessed by heaven.

…

The next day, Gu Youyou slept until the sun was high in the sky.

As a guest, she felt slightly embarrassed.

When she awoke, Jin Zijin was already gone.

Honestly, he could have at least called her.

The sound of light footsteps ca from outside, and before long, she saw Xiaotao, the maid from the day before.