Even sweeping the floor was no exception. Hong Wenbin held a broom, while Bai Lin also clutched a broom. Each swept a designated area, not too far yet not too close to each other.
Seeing Hong Wenbin’s helpless expression, along with Liu Yi, who was quietly sitting under the eaves cracking sunflower seeds, Bai Lin’s fair and delicate face flushed red, a hint of anger in his eyes.
This person, this person, this person... was truly unreasonable! Bossing people around was one thing, but continuously creating trash was another, Bai Lin fumed. However, since Hong Wenbin addressed Liu Yi as "Sir" out of respect, Bai Lin, although slightly annoyed, dared not complain openly.
But someone was much more direct than Bai Lin.
"Clang—!" Suddenly, a long sword was drawn from its sheath, and the stern-faced man charged emotionlessly toward Liu Yi.
Liu Yi’s eyes flickered, then the blade rest on her neck. Unperturbed, she even seemed in a good mood as she asked, "What, are you trying to start a rebellion?"
Haoming glared at Liu Yi, "Mind-Bewitching Gu!"
He didn’t want his beloved to suffer this torment, as she had never done any rough work at home aside from cooking, practicing medicine, and organizing various medicinal herbs.
He... felt heartbroken.
His beloved treasure, how could he allow her to be humiliated ?
Bazak was preparing lunch when he suddenly heard the noise and peered out, startled. "What are you doing!?"
Bazak hurriedly rushed out.
But Haoming didn’t even glance at him.
Liu Yi motioned to Bazak with a gesture of her hand, signaling him to calm down.
She flicked the blade, heard the clear, trembling sound, and then casually asked, "Are you standing up for that little girl?"
Haoming remained expressionless, "Mind-Bewitching Gu!" He didn’t reply yes, nor no, but his goal was quite clear.
To extract from this person how to treat his brother’s "amnesia." After that... he and his wife could leave this desert.
Liu Yi snickered, "You do have loyalty and devotion." Then, suddenly, a wasp flew out from her sleeves. Haoming instinctively sensed danger, attempting to push it away, but the wasp moved as fast as lightning.
The wasp stung him on his neck.
He clutched his neck.
He fell to the ground.
When Liu Yi looked over, he had already passed out.
She slightly curved her lips, then said to Bazak, "Carry him inside."
Bazak looked perplexed.
Sir, what are you trying to do?
Perhaps due to her mind dwelling on those cacti, eager to complete the task and learn from Liu Yi how to cure Zhi Chen’s memory loss, she couldn’t sleep soundly.
When she woke up, she found herself alone in the room.
She rubbed her eyes, then slipped on her shoes.
As she stepped out of the room, she sensed the atmosphere was a bit strange.
Hong Xiangjun rushed toward her, gesturing wildly like a mute.
She looked toward Hong Wenbin and the young man named Bai Lin nearby. Both opened their mouths as if to speak, then paused; one looked helpless, the other dejected.
"What’s wrong?" She felt somewhat puzzled.
Hong Xiangjun gestured wildly again.
She suddenly furrowed her brows, quickly grabbed Hong Xiangjun’s wrist, and after checking her pulse, her eyes narrowed. She suddenly tapped a specific point on Hong Xiangjun’s neck.