Farming Family's Pocket Dimension: A Charmed Little Lady Comes to Farm

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: You’re Lying

Gu Fei swallowed. "I withdrew them from the bank this morning."

The moment the words left her mouth, she knew she’d misspoken.

Just as she expected, Xiao Yu’s expression suddenly turned cold. "You’re lying!"

"The gold of the Da Ying Dynasty doesn’t have this kind of luster, nor is it ever cast into this shape! And we would certainly never engrave these crooked symbols on it. Where exactly did this gold come from?"

"And another thing—who are you, really? Where are you from? And what is your purpose for getting close to me?"

Gu Zhang watched Gu Fei anxiously from the side. ’My daughter has extraordinary abilities, but no one can know about them,’ he thought. ’Who knows what kind of wicked ideas these nobles might get.’

Gu Fei lowered her gaze, tightly clutching her skirt. "This gold is not from the Da Ying Dynasty, it’s true. But I cannot tell you where it came from."

"I never deliberately intended to get close to you, sir."

"I don’t even know your name, your family, or where you live. I know nothing about you at all."

"I only wanted to buy Second Miss’s freedom. I have no other motive."

She looked up at Xiao Yu, her gaze clear and direct. "Whether you believe me or not, sir, that is all I can say."

Xiao Yu sized up Gu Fei again.

He hadn’t thought much of it when they first met, but the more he observed her now, the stranger this girl seemed. ’The gold she produced, and this telescope she gave me...’ He was certain neither of them were from the Da Ying Dynasty.

’Where did this girl come from?’

’Could she be a spy from an enemy state?’

Gu Fei gave Xiao Yu a curtsy. "If you have no further instructions, sir, I’ll take my leave. I have things to attend to at home."

Xiao Yu snorted coldly. "Did I say you could leave?"

Gu Fei kept her head lowered. "What further instructions do you have, sir?"

Xiao Yu felt a flash of annoyance. Even though he was suspicious, he had no reason to detain them here.

Besides, he considered himself a reasonable man and wouldn’t do anything to this girl based on mere suspicion.

He huffed. "You can go now."

Gu Fei gave Xiao Yu a deep curtsy. "Thank you for your help on both occasions, sir. If the opportunity arises, I will certainly repay your great kindness."

With that said, Gu Fei pulled Second Miss along, and Gu Zhang quickly followed. The three of them hurried away.

Xiao Yu’s eyes narrowed. "Tell Old He to have someone watch them secretly. Report any news to me. That girl... I feel there’s more to her than meets the eye."

Outside, Gu Fei’s group climbed into the carriage, with Gu Zhang and Boss Zhang sitting up front. Gu Fei asked Second Miss, "What are your plans now? Do you have any relatives who can take you in?"

Second Miss shook her head vigorously. "No. My mother was a concubine, and she died a long time ago. We lost touch with my uncles on her side years ago. I have nowhere to go."

She gripped Gu Fei’s hand tightly. "Little Fei, I’m so sorry. I owe you so much silver, and I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you. From now on, let me be your maid and work off the debt. Please?"

Gu Fei smiled. "Don’t talk about being a maid. Since you have nowhere else to go, just come home with me. But my family are simple farmers. Our food, our home, everything is quite coarse. I’m worried you won’t be used to it."

Second Miss said earnestly, "I won’t mind at all. I can endure any hardship. After dealing with the Marchioness and my sisters, just being free is the greatest blessing I could ask for."

When she was leaving with Stone earlier, she had glanced back and seen the Marchioness’s stare, so full of jealousy and hatred it looked like it could devour her whole.

Gu Fei nodded. "All right, then. First, let’s go buy you a few changes of clothes."

As soon as she said it, Gu Fei remembered she didn’t have a single bit of silver left on her. ’I’ll have to go get some from my brothers first,’ she thought.

Just as she was thinking this, Gu Zhang’s voice called from outside the carriage, "Er Lang—"