The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Dou Xuemei hurriedly nodded; the bit of breakfast was far from enough, it would have been much better if there could be another portion.

But the second breakfast did not come, instead, Yang Ruxin appeared.

Mei Ping could only stand aside with her head lowered in grievance.

"Miss Dou," Yang Ruxin leaned on the doorframe with her arms crossed over her chest, looking at Dou Xuemei, "Since you’re awake, let’s talk."

"Xinxin..." Upon seeing Yang Ruxin, Dou Xuemei immediately put on a frail expression, and tears swiftly misted up in her beautiful eyes, "I didn’t expect Chai Huan to be so impulsive; I’m relieved you’re unharmed..."

"Of course, I’m unharmed." Yang Ruxin chuckled, "I’ve come now not to talk about that, but rather to discuss the medical expenses and food and accommodation issues..."

"Xinxin?" Upon hearing this, Dou Xuemei suddenly burst into tears, "It was right for me to save you, but, Xinxin, how can you be so mercenary? I..."

"I’m just a country girl, not a delicate noble lady." Yang Ruxin laughed as if she heard something amusing, "I’m not just mercenary, I also have a petty bourgeois mindset... Does the law of the Great Xuan Dynasty even stipulate against being mercenary?"

Dou Xuemei opened her mouth but did not know how to respond.