Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1374: Chapter 1173: Start the Confrontation_1 Chapter 1374: Chapter 1173: Start the Confrontation_1 “You can start by owing me a life-saving favor,” Qiao Xiaomai said, expressionless as she looked at him.

“Oh my! Ever since we’ve met, tell me how many times I’ve helped you!” Yang Ye felt like slamming the table again.

Bei Lingsu was clearly Tong Sanlang’s lifesaver, but Qiao Xiaomai was blatantly implying that she and Tong Sanlang were as close as a married couple.

She was taunting him while also trying to force feed him a mouthful of dog food, and when he thought about Tong Sanlang’s argumentative behavior from yesterday, he felt this couple was just too much!

“When Prince Duan was giving you trouble back then, it was me who helped you block it!” The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and he actually raised his hand to smack the table.

“The only reason I was targeted by Prince Duan was because of you, Your Highness of Wei! And there’s Princess Bai Zhi, and others, I was targeted all because of you, Your Highness,” Qiao Xiaomai continued without changing her expression.

Thinking about Yang Wang’s idiotic behavior of insisting on digging up the village, it was also all because of Yang Ye.

And there was Bai Zhi, and Yao Xian–the people Yang Ye brought were one more formidable than the next.

And he still talks about owing favors?

Where’s the shame?

“Then how about the debt from when I was touring Daqi!” Yang Ye abruptly stood up, glowering at Qiao Xiaomai with a fair face flushed red with anger.

“When you were touring Daqi, I was always sending you stuff. In the freezing cold, I didn’t even cook for my own family, I only made food for you,” Qiao Xiaomai rebutted, unchanging in demeanor and not forgetting to spoon soup dumplings into her mouth as she spoke.

“When your food was questioned by some for being unclean, I steadfastly stood by your side. I wasn’t just representing myself, I was also representing the entire Royal Family!” Unable to argue with Qiao Xiaomai, Yang Ye simply took all the Yang Family’s credit for himself.

After all, they were family; borrowing a bit of credit wasn’t a big deal.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, “Then how do you count the money I earned?”

She wasn’t simply receiving the Yang Family’s help for nothing; she was shouldering a debt of over a billion!

“It’s all because you lot lost the treasure!” Yang Ye smacked the table so hard that the bowls and dishes began to rattle.

Seeing this, Tong Sanlang hurriedly sent out a wave of energy with his palm, letting the bowls and dishes slowly settle back onto the table.

Qiao Xiaomai was really…

…about to erupt like a volcano, ready to blow at any moment.

“It wasn’t me who lost the treasure; the treasure grew legs and ran away on its own, okay.” Qiao Xiaomai’s face didn’t show a hint of fear.

“Ran away on its own legs, who would believe that?”

“If the treasure could silently make its way to Anping Village back then, then it can certainly run away now. If you don’t believe it, then go look for it, turn everything upside down if you have to.”

“So you’re arguing with me today, huh?” Yang Ye got even angrier upon hearing this.

If he could find the treasure, why would he waste his breath here?

“Of course not, Your Highness; I’m just a humble village girl, how dare I argue with you?”

“This isn’t you arguing with me?!”

“Then I apologize to you. I was disrespectful to Your Highness; please don’t take offense.” After saying this, Qiao Xiaomai stood as well, holding a bowl of soup dumplings as she walked out, “I will go to the kitchen to reflect on my mistake against the wall.”

Her move was unexpected, and it stunned Yang Ye, who was already seething with rage.

Even as a prince, he hadn’t stormed out yet, but she had the nerve to walk away!

“Your Highness, calm your anger, I’ll go check on her,” Tong Sanlang quickly stood up and followed her out.

The remaining Bei Lingsu and Niu Dacheng looked at each other–you look at me, I look at you–Bei Lingsu lowered her head to continue eating, while Niu Dacheng tried to offer words of consolation.

But with his lowly position and not being familiar with Yang Ye, what he could say was limited to just a few words.

Having said what needed to be said, the room fell silent.

Yang Ye sat down huffily and continued to eat, his face soured.

Although Qiao Xiaomai was annoying, the food she made was still good; it shouldn’t be wasted.