Chapter 8 Refuses to Accept It

"No, I don't agree. It can't be counted. Anyway, I don't agree."

After saying that, Ye Ziyi ran away with a red face.

"Don't blame her, my dear nephew. My daughter is used to being arrogant and unruly."

"It doesn't matter. I have plenty of time to wait for Ye Ziyi."

"My dear nephew has just arrived here, so you should have no place to stay. Why don't you live in my house so that you can cultivate a relationship with Ye Ziyi?"

Wang Cun was excited to hear that.

"Do you have pickles?"

"Oh, yes. If you want to eat something, just tell the servant to do it. Don't be too polite."

As soon as Wang Cun heard that there were pickles to eat, he turned around and walked out.

"Hold on, my dear nephew! The poison has been discharged. When can I return to normal?"

"Don't worry. I'll give you a prescription and you take it according to it. You'll recover as usual in three days."

Ye Zhenshan was naturally happy.

"Thank you very much!"

Wang Cun came to the living room and was very happy to see all kinds of pickles on the table.

He gulped down the food.

The servant next to him sneered in a low voice, "Countryside people are countryside people. There are so many fish, meat, eggs, and vegetables, but he has to eat pickles!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Without this young man, our master is still in bed. And I heard that this young man is our future young master!"

This news was like a big bomb, spreading directly at home.

Zhang Le, who had woken up, had already limped in when he heard the news, regardless of the pain in his body.

Seeing that Wang Cun was having a big meal here, he kicked the table over.

"Are you crazy?"

Seeing these pickles fall to the ground, Wang Cun felt heartbroken.

"My pickles!"

"Wang Cun, are you fucking crazy? Look at yourself in the mirror. You'd better pee and drown there!"

"Even the dogs outside are afraid of you. Who do you think you are to marry young lady?"

Pointing at Wang Cun's nose, Zhang Le cursed.

"Because I'm Ye Ziyi's fiancé, we two have an engagement!"

"I don't care whether it's a marriage from a child or not. As the saying goes, we both have the orders of our parents. What we lack now is a wedding. We have already married legally. What do you think I am?"

Wang Cun's words made Zhang Le even more unconfident.

"Nonsense! There is an old fogyish idea in this era. Let me tell you, as long as Ye Ziyi doesn't agree, no one can force Ye Ziyi to do what she doesn't want to do!"

Hearing this, Wang Cun was stunned.

"No, I won't. I will let Ye Ziyi marry me willingly!"

"Shame on you!"

Ye Ziyi came in and saw the two arguing. She grabbed Zhang Le's arm in a hurry.

It pressed his wound.

Zhang Le screamed and jumped up like a monkey, which made people around them laugh.

"Ha-ha, look at him!"

"It's so funny!"

Zhang Le used to be Ye Ziyi's cousin. Since his family declined, he stayed by Ye Ziyi's side to help her.

In the eyes of outsiders, the mark was already Ye Ziyi's future husband.

Now that Wang Cun intervened, he was naturally dissatisfied.

"Don't argue, Zhang Le. Without the help of Wang Cun, neither of us can come back!"

"It was Wang Cun who dragged you into the car and brought you back when you were beaten unconscious. In this way, Wang Cun is still your benefactor!"

Zhang Le spit out a mouthful of blood, looked at Wang Cun, and said fiercely, "What kind of benefactor? I think that group of people must have something to do with him. He did it on purpose!"

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! I advise you to shut up, or I'll beat you up later."

Seeing that Wang Cun walked up to him, Zhang Le was a little scared.

His legs were a little swollen and he almost fell to the ground.

"Just wait. Don't be happy here too early. One day I will take off your mask and let everyone know what kind of person you are!"

Wang Cun sat at the table and ignored him.

Someone had already cleaned up the table and replaced it with pickles.

Wang Cun ate slowly, not as wolfing down as before.

"Anyway, thank you so much today!"

After persuading Zhang Le to leave, Ye Ziyi returned to Wang Cun and said softly.

"It's okay. If you want to thank me, you can buy me a lifetime of pickles!"

Ye Ziyi was about to say something to thank Wang Cun, but she didn't expect him to say that. She was annoyed.

She stood up and stamped her feet hard.

"What's wrong with you? I won't talk to me anymore!"

Then she turned around and ran away.

"Why are women so difficult to deal with? It's not difficult for her to make me eat pickles all my life as she has promised. Your family is so rich that it can't defeat you..."

Wang Cun enjoyed the food one by one.

At this moment, the second brother, who had returned home, frowned with a little impatience in his eyes.

"Haven't you found out who that guy is? What are you doing?"

The assistant came in a hurry.

"Don't worry, my Lord. This guy's identity is very special. We can't find any information about his background outside. He seems to appear all of a sudden!"

"How could it be possible? Is there some big shot behind him who has erased all his information?" Carter asked coldly.

"That's impossible. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't be so thorough. Unless this kid was originally hidden in the deep mountain and now suddenly jumped out..."

The group of people was thinking carefully here, trying to figure out the origin of Wang Cun, but they had never had the chance.

On the other side, Wang Cun was full and lying on the bed.

The next morning.

"Dear nephew, you're up. I made your favorite pickle today. Come and have a taste!"

Looking at the table full of pickles, Wang Cun was very excited. He walked to Ye Zhenshan, picked up the bun, and took a bite.

"Thank you, Uncle Ye!"

Hearing that, Ye Zhenshan didn't say anything more.

"My dear nephew, your medical skills are so superb. I wonder who you are from and what happened to you before. Can we talk about it in detail?"

Wang Cun waved his hand and said as if nothing had happened, "My master is hiding in the deep mountain. His name is not known by others!"

"It's hard to disobey my master's order. Please don't blame me!"

"Ah, it's nothing. Your master has brought you up and taught you, so you should be obedient!"

Ye Zhenshan seemed a little embarrassed.

"Is there anything I can do for you, Uncle Ye? If there is anything I can do for you, just say it. You don't have to be so polite."

Wang Cun knew that something was wrong with the old man when he went downstairs.

He kept beating around the bush, presumably related to medical skills.