After an unknown length of time, Xiaren woke up with a sore waist and back. As she opened her eyes, the sight of the green tent above her caused her to pause briefly. It was only after she came to her senses that she remembered she was still in Si Limo's territory.
After getting out of bed, Xiaren stretched her aching muscles. She looked around quietly and noticed that the tent was quite large, with more than a dozen beds, one of which she had been sleeping on.
The sound of organized footsteps echoed from outside, allowing Xiaren to discern that it was around seven o'clock in the evening. Thankfully, the summer days were appreciably longer.
Hearing a grumble from her stomach, Qiao Xiaren suddenly remembered that she hadn't eaten for a whole day. Just as she was about to find some steamed buns to eat, she saw a group of girls walk in from the outside.
Upon hearing the noise, Xiaren naturally lifted her head and looked over.
The group of girls was each unique in their own way with their small-sized training suits and different looks, but their aura seemed wholly distinct from the people of Shanshui Town.
"Oh, has the little village girl woken up?"
Zhang Lerong stepped forward. A striking beauty with a rebellious streak, she spoke while snapping a bubble gum.
"A village girl who was carried in by Si Limo?" As Zhang Lerong spoke, she popped the bubble gum in her mouth, a malicious look crossing her face. "You wretched creature, how dare you tempt my Si Limo? Are you tired of life?"
The very thought of that dignified man carrying this woman irked Zhang Lerong substantially.
The girls were from the city, here to visit their relatives stationed in Shanshui Town. They were like a bunch of spirited, rebellious teens, finding the place extremely new and exciting as they slowly let loose their city-born instincts.
Qiao Xiaren, a woman with the soul of a twenty-eight-year-old, had absolutely no interest in engaging with these kids.
Seeing Xiaren's indifferent expression, Wu Fang arched her brow and pointed to her bed as she ordered, "Village girl, get some hot water for us and make our beds quickly!"
Qiao Xiaren's lips curved slightly, her black and white-contrasted eyes sparkling with an alluring tranquility. She almost burst out laughing at the girl's impudent voice.
Xiaren turned her face and looked at the girl before her with interest. As her face fully emerged into the light, she could hear the gasps echoing around.
She was so beautiful.
Zhang Lerong had merely noticed the simple dress Qiao Xiaren was wearing initially but had paid no attention to her face. When Xiaren turned her head, all she could feel was awe.
Qiao Xiaren was barefaced, yet she looked stunningly beautiful like a hibiscus blooming from pure water. Just looking at that face was enough to hear the chaotic rhythm of her own heartbeat.
Even though they were all girls, they couldn't help but stare at her. Whether it was in admiration or jealousy, they had to accept that her face was so breathtaking that it could make one swear.
Qiao Xiaren stood up, her eyes sweeping indifferently across the group of girls without any reaction to their current expressions. She glanced at the outside where the darkness of the night was gradually settling in, a dangerous curve rose at the corner of her lips.
She walked over, her height one head taller than the rest, exerting an oppressive presence. Zhang Lerong suddenly felt that Xiaren's aura was not like that of a village girl, but more of an artist.
"What did you just say?"
Xiaren's crimson lips barely moved as she spat out these cold words.
The girl who had ordered Qiao Xiaren to clean the beds reacted first, glaring at her savagely, "What are you standing there for? I told you to get hot water and tidy up the beds! Do you believe we can beat you up?"
"That's right, you're just a village girl!" Zhang Lerong also recovered from the shock. As she thought about Si Limo carrying this woman, she felt utterly disgusted.