Rebirth of a Village Girl

Chapter 547: 146: Return home, want to kneel down and call for Brother Yan! _2

Chapter 547: 146: Return home, want to kneel down and call for Brother Yan! _2

In her previous life, Ni Yang, as the president of the Ni Corporation, was surrounded by many successful men. Around them, she saw men who upheld power in their households, while flaunting their mistresses outside, with some men even maintaining seven or eight mistresses at once.

Their wives, even if they knew the truth, would choose to keep their mouths shut.

Because they were like the Cuscuta Flower, unable to say no.

Those seemingly glamorous wives of rich businessmen lived by relying on men, pleasing men, and lived in a humbled and weak manner.

To Ni Yang, what Mo Qishen had generously presented was not just a dozen bank cards but a sincere and warm heart.

Men might act like dogs, yet they could still be worthy of love.

“Brother Mo, please keep these things. I can’t accept them.”

“Why?” Mo Qishen was puzzled.

Is it because his beloved wife no longer loves him and wants to find a replacement?

Mo Qishen was suddenly flustered.

Ni Yang smiled and said, “Because these are all earned by your efforts. I want to obtain everything I desire with my own hands.”

Compared to the Cuscuta Flower, she prefers an equal love.

“Boss, if you don’t want these things, I will keep them for you. After all, they are yours, try as you might to disclaim it!” Hearing Ni Yang was not rejecting him, Mo Qishen breathed a sigh of relief.

“Also, I promise I won’t change!” Mo Qishen added.

“Um.” Ni Yang nodded.

“By the way, let’s go and see the ranch. There are sheep, horses, and tuk-tuks there.”

“Sure.”

The ranch was located behind the castle, covering thousands of square meters. The shepherds and wranglers consisted of a happy family of three.

The father was 45 years old, the mother was 44, and they had a beautiful 19-year-old daughter.

The daughter was named Lucia.

“Sir, madam. This way, please.”

Mo Qishen and Ni Yang walked over.

There were two new tuk-tuks here.

A tuk-tuk was somewhat similar to a tractor, but it didn’t have a large trailer at the back, only a seat. The sound it made when running was “tuk-tuk-tuk”.

“I don’t know how to drive this,” Ni Yang said, standing by the tuk-tuk with her arms crossed, “It looks hard to operate.”

Lucia was about to offer to teach Ni Yang, but Mo Qishen intervened, “I can teach you.”

Hearing this, Lucia tactfully stepped aside, leaving the space to the two of them.

Mo Qishen climbed onto the tuk-tuk and reached out his hand to Ni Yang, “Yangyang come on up.”

Ni Yang placed her hand in Mo Qishen’s and deftly climbed onto the tuk-tuk.

Mo Qishen legitimately pulled her into his arms and began teaching her how to drive the tuk-tuk, hands over hers.

The ranch was flat and open, with no obstacles, so the tuk-tuk could run freely.

Ni Yang was a quick learner, so she caught on after Mo Qishen taught her once, “Brother Mo, I’ve learned it. You can get down now.”

“No, you haven’t learned it.” Mo Qishen wouldn’t get off.

It was at this moment that Mo Qishen discovered that having a wife who was too smart was not necessarily a good thing.

“I really have learned it.”

“No, you really haven’t.”

Ni Yang knew his intention and laughed, “Okay, okay, I haven’t learned it. Could Mr. Mo teach me a little longer?”

“It is my duty to serve my wife,” Mo Qishen said contentedly, resting his chin on Ni Yang’s shoulder.

It was really refreshing to drive the tuk-tuk on the open grassland. It wasn’t until an hour later that they got off the tuk-tuk.

They lay on the soft grass, hands behind their heads, gazing at the blue sky. To be exact, Ni Yang was looking at the blue sky, while Mo Qishen was looking at her.

Sometimes the eyes can be wide enough to encompass all the wealth in the world or narrow enough to only fit her.

Mo Qishen looked at her, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up in a faint smile. The gentle wind blew from afar, and all the peaceful years were not as comforting and enjoyable as this moment.

“Brother Mo, we are planning to go to New York tomorrow and return to our country on the 20th,” Ni Yang said, turning her head to look at Mo Qishen.

Today is the 14th, so there are still six days until the 20th. Mo Qishen, surprised, said, “Why are you going back so soon? It’s not easy to get to M Country. Why don’t you stay a few more days?”

“We arrived on the 2nd of this month.” Ni Ying laughed: “By the 20th, we would have already been here for half a month.”

Mo Qishen continued, “Go back at the end of the month. Stay at the castle for a few more days.”

Ni Yang thought for a moment, “We can stay one more day and go to New York the day after tomorrow.”

It was their honeymoon period, and in fact, she also didn’t want to part with Mo Qishen.

“Stay a few more days.”