After Mr. Huang replied very politely, he helped Zhao Yuner up from the ground.
Zhao Yun'er tried her best to show that she was just passing by and didn't hear anything.
However, the man in black beside her kept his burning eyes on her and could not move away.
Zhao Yuner couldn't help but a layer of cold sweat fell on her forehead.
She was extremely nervous and frightened. Although Mr. Huang didn't look like a bad person, Zhao Yun'er didn't know who he was based on what he said on the surface.
The most important thing is that Mr. Huang also sent people to secretly monitor Mu Lianfeng's actions. If she were not in the same camp as Mu Lianfeng, no matter how good the person was, no one could be her friend and could only become an enemy.
If these two people find out that she heard what they said, who knows if they will kill her and silence her.
At this moment, Zhao Yun'er tried her best to pretend that she didn't hear anything, and waited to talk to Mu Lianfeng about today's events when he came back.
Because they had been in contact with Zhao Yun'er for a period of time before, Mr. Huang and Zhao Yun'er were relatively familiar with each other, and they chatted casually for a few words on the way.
"It turns out that Miss Yun'er lives in this village. I just went out for a walk today, and unexpectedly I bumped into Miss Yun'er. I guess it's fate!"
Zhao Yun'er smiled and responded, "Yes, it means we are destined."
"Where is Miss Yun'er's home?"
Zhao Yun'er pointed to a small dilapidated house not far from the foot of the mountain and said to Mr. Huang, "My home is right there!"
After seeing the dilapidated house, Young Master Huang was slightly startled, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes, "Miss Yun'er's house..."
"What's wrong with my house?"
Mr. Huang twitched his lips and considered what he was going to say, fearing that he would make Zhao Yun'er unhappy if he said something wrong.
"Miss Yun'er... your house looks very old. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to live in such a house? It doesn't feel very safe either..."
The whole house is completely shaky. If there is a slight strong wind or a heavy rain, the house may collapse, right
Mr. Huang knew that people in the countryside were poor, but compared to the villagers, Zhao Yun'er's house was still the most dilapidated.
Zhao Yun'er thought that Mr. Huang was talking about something, but it turned out to be this. She smiled and replied, "It's okay, haven't you heard of a saying? If the mountain is not high, the immortal will be famous. If the water is not deep, the dragon will be spiritual." This is a humble house, but I am kind to you."
After hearing what Zhao Yun'er said, Mr. Huang and the man in black were obviously stunned, as if they could not believe that these words came from the mouth of Zhao Yun'er, a country woman.
Mr. Huang also deliberately recited the words Zhao Yun'er said silently.
Why did he think that he had read poetry enough, but she had never heard the poems that Zhao Yun'er said twice.
The man in black felt that Zhao Yun'er was really extraordinary, so he asked how could the prince fall in love with a little country woman. Now it seems that this little woman does have her own merits.
"Miss Yun'er is right, but it would be better if she could live in a better house." Mr. Huang said, very concerned about Zhao Yun'er.
Zhao Yuner understood what Young Master Huang meant and replied with a smile, "Young Master, don't worry about me. I have only lived in this house for three years. Now the newly built house is almost ready, and I will be able to move into the new house in a while. "