Yilan

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father.
Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?”
Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed.
In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Xiao Chen saw this scene, his anger flared, "Get out!"


Feng Xuxu saw Baihe and Yingsu swiftly lift Jueqing and quickly left the house.


Xiao Chen's eyes were red with rage as he stared intently at Feng Xuxu, wishing he could crack open her skull to see what was inside.


"Do me a favor and take your people with you when you leave. I won't keep spies by my side," Feng Xuxu ignored Xiao Chen, fuming too. Although they indirectly saved the manor, their disregard for her, reporting directly to their master, left her feeling very uncomfortable and annoyed.


With a face ashen, he rose and stepped toward the sofa, clenching his fists and struggling to control his emotions, fearful that a single move might frighten the little person before him.


Chapter 91 Preparing to Build a Greenhouse (3)