The pun she made immediately made Wild Rose blush with embarrassment.
She glanced at Xia Hou Huan'er and retorted: "How can the seventh brother's determination be compared to the boss's?"
"Haha... Your boss has already become a god. It's still too early for Xiao Qiqi to catch up with him." Xiahou Huan'er laughed heartily.
When Su Qi heard this, a look of embarrassment suddenly appeared on his face. He coughed slightly in embarrassment and turned his head away. How dare he compare with Master Xing.
The corner of Wild Rose's mouth twitched, she was obviously in for a good show.
She bumped Su Qi's arm with her elbow and said softly: "Brother Qi, do you really not want to eat?"
"Just eat by yourself, I'll go out and check the situation." Su Qi was so embarrassed that she couldn't stay any longer, so she found an excuse and went out.
Xiahou Huan'er gloated: "Sister Qiangwei, Xiao Qiqi is still so shy, how are you going to break it?"
"How can you break the love when it is so strong? Madam, you are too gossipy." Wild Rose also held a bowl, far away from her, and sat down to eat. Although the portion was a little small, it was still better than nothing.
Because of the shortage of food, everyone cherished it and ate every grain of rice in the bowl.
At night, the weather that had been sunny changed again, with thunder and lightning, strong winds, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily again.
They were worried that the villagers would be struck by lightning outside, so they moved them back home and left them there.
Xiahou Huan'er wanted to help, but Dongfang Xing certainly didn't allow it, so she had to stay in the house and look worriedly at the weather changes outside.
Just as she was dazed, a ray of light flashed into the house.
She looked back, and an angry look slowly appeared on her face.
She looked directly at him and said in a cold voice: "It's fun, right?"
Ao Po's face was a little haggard, as if he hadn't rested for a long time. He walked slowly in front of her and looked at her no longer smiling face, a trace of regret flashed across her face.
But he quickly hid it and said arrogantly: "Everything here belongs to me, I can play whatever I want."
"Really?" Xiahou Huan'er said, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his face.
Ao Po saw her suddenly smile, and when he saw the smile on her face that he missed so much, he suddenly lost consciousness, and at that moment.
There was a sudden snap in the air, and Xia Hou Huan'er had slapped him unexpectedly on the face.
She hit him so hard that his face was deflected, and a trace of blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.
Xiahou Huan'er shook her sore palm, still with a bright smile on her face, but there was a frightening chill in her eyes.
"This is justice for Taohua. A slap is really cheap for you."
Ao Po wiped away the blood from the corners of his lips with his fingertips, but he was not angry.
"You know that everything here is fake, why do you still care so much?" And he was a living person, but she had never cared.
Xiahou Huan'er looked at him with a sympathetic smile on her lips: "Although they are fake, their love is real, Ao Po, I pity you and sympathize with you."
Ao Po's body suddenly froze.
Her face was full of contempt and disdain for him: "Your heart is black, you don't deserve true love, even if it is false, you are not qualified."
Ao Po took a step back as if he had suffered a heavy blow.
His voice became low and hoarse: "Is this how you view me?"
