The daily life of a space tycoon raising children, doting on his husband, and farming.

Chapter 160 Doubt

On the other side, Shang Wan drove the oxcart at breakneck speed, rushing as fast as she could, but by the time she got home, it was still past mealtime.

Lunch was prepared by Gao Yan and Shi Tou. They originally thought Shang Wan wouldn't be back for lunch, but Lu Chengjing asked them to leave some food for her.

I only had some clear soup noodles for breakfast, and I was already starving after running back and forth all evening.

Right now, I miss my sweet Xiao Huan so much. Every time she comes to the city, she prepares snacks for her to eat.

While eating, Shang Wan asked, "Has anything happened at home? How is Xiao Huan?"

"Everything is fine at home. Xiao Huan woke up and ate something. I went to the Yuan family to get her some medicine. Xiao Huan took the medicine and fell asleep. She hasn't woken up yet."

Seeing that Shang Wan was eating too quickly, Lu Chengjing was worried that she would choke, so he took a bowl and ladled out a bowl of cabbage soup for her.

Since the bumper harvest of bok choy, bok choy soup has become an indispensable dish on the dining table.

Once Shang Wan slowed down her eating pace, Lu Chengjing asked, "How's things going with the escort agency?"

"The escort agency was transporting a batch of medicinal herbs to Maocheng, and it just so happened to be on the way. I spent one tael of silver to give them the letter."

Have you seen Sang Qi?

"I saw him." Shang Wan put down her soup bowl, and thinking of Sang Qi's face, she couldn't help but sigh, "This is the first time in my life I've seen someone with such a square face."

Hearing Shang Wan say this, Lu Chengjing couldn't help but wonder just how square Sang Qi's face was to elicit such a comment from Shang Wan.

“I’ll draw it for you in a bit,” Shang Wan said. “I saw not only Sang Qi, but also Lu Chengyuan.”

Lu Chengjing was taken aback, his eyes gradually turning icy.

Shang Wan pretended not to notice and recounted the entire conversation between Lu Chengyuan and Steward Liu that she had overheard.

Upon hearing words like "game" and "joke," Lu Chengjing's eyes remained indifferent. He could almost picture Lu Chengyuan's expression as he spoke those words—hypocritical, repulsive, and utterly disgusting.

His stomach churned, and he pressed his lips tightly together, listening quietly as Shang Wan finished speaking.

Shang Wan kept an eye on his reaction. Lu Chengyuan was indeed disgusting, but Lu Chengjing shouldn't be affected by such a disgusting thing forever.

She reached out and gently pinched Lu Chengjing's fair earlobe. "What do you think they want to mention to Master Lu?"

The temperature and pressure on his earlobe were incredibly familiar. The dark, surging emotions instantly receded like a tide. Lu Chengjing lowered his eyes and began to seriously consider Shang Wan's question.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Shang Wan said, "It's up to you now. Take your time thinking about it. I'll go wash the dishes first."

She gathered up the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash.

After wiping her hands clean, Shang Wan came out and saw Lu Chengjing still thinking. She thought for a moment, then carried a hoe to the field.

The field was a vibrant green.

The herb cuttings planted two days ago have already taken root, and most of the plants in the two acres of land that were irrigated with the spiritual spring water have sprouted new buds.

The effect is comparable to using hormones.

—Spiritual spring water, a great helper for farming.

Shang Wan stared at the seedlings in her own field, once again feeling fortunate that no one in the village had cleared land in this area.

One mu of the five mu of land is still vacant, which Shang Wan deliberately reserved.

She also wanted to conduct an experiment to see what would happen if the seedlings grown in the spiritual field were transplanted into the ground.

A batch of cliff ginger had already been harvested in the space, and an additional cliff ginger tree had also appeared.

Yesterday evening, while peeling garlic, Shang Wan took a moment to scatter some ginger spores in the field, and they have already sprouted into tiny seedlings. These seedlings are Shang Wan's experimental subjects.

To avoid the seedlings dying if they were transplanted to other environments, Shang Wan carried a hoe and dug a row of small holes horizontally. She would only transplant this row for the time being and then water it with well water.

After squatting down to observe for a while, Shang Wan patted the dirt off her skirt and stood up, planning to check on the effect again tomorrow.

Once she has fully understood the changes in the spiritual field, the seeds, and the seedlings, she can then proceed with full force.

Getting rich is just around the corner!
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"Well, have you figured it out yet?"

Lu Chengjing put down his book and said, "Perhaps it has something to do with the theft case."

"Explain in more detail." Shang Wan sat down.

Lu Chengjing said, "The case of the theft of the Lu family has never been solved. Those things are here with us. Although many were damaged during the earthquake, some were preserved."

Shang Wan followed his train of thought and asked, "You mean that Steward Liu came here suddenly to find out if those things are with us?"

Lu Chengjing nodded. "Back then, you only took the things from the third branch of the family, which was too obvious. And the original Shang Wan didn't know martial arts, and she was penniless when she left the mansion, so she couldn't afford to hire someone to steal. Given Master Lu's personality, he wouldn't suspect us, but would also think it was a trap and exclude us."

"Then why are you suddenly having doubts now?"

Lu Chengjing had already thought about this problem. He said, "I guess there are two possibilities. First, someone in the village recognized those things and ran to the Lu residence to inform on them. Master Lu believed the informant and sent Steward Liu to confirm the situation."

The second possibility is that the Lu family must have spent a considerable amount of money to resolve the troubles both inside and outside the mansion, and to satisfy the appetites of those local gentry. Only now have they had the time to investigate the theft, leaving no suspect unchecked, and it just so happens that their investigation has led them to us.”

Shang Wan clicked her tongue, "I thought Steward Liu came to settle scores for Madam Lu."

Lu Chengjing raised his eyes, his calm black eyes looking at Shang Wan with an ambiguous expression.

Shang Wan felt puzzled and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Am I wrong?"

Lu Chengjing carefully chose his words and said slowly, "Madam Lu would not do that. She values ​​rules the most, and she will discipline people face to face, not through others."

Shang Wan chuckled, "Indeed, they didn't rely on anyone else to punish me, and they were very good at choosing the right time, specifically picking when you weren't around, so there wasn't even anyone to plead for me."

“You…” Lu Chengjing frowned in confusion, as if he wanted to ask something, but when he met Shang Wan’s almond-shaped eyes that contained a hint of mockery, he carefully swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He pursed his lips and his Adam's apple bobbed rapidly.

Shang Wan rested her chin on her hand and looked at him, her gaze moving down inch by inch, starting from his eyebrows and eyes.

She knew what Lu Chengjing was wondering about; it was nothing more than asking her how she knew what had happened to the original Shang Wan.

She could say that, but the fact of crossing over is difficult to explain.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

The atmosphere fell silent, growing increasingly heavy.

My gaze shifted down to the fingers gripping the armrest tightly; the fingertips were white from the force, while the knuckles were slightly pink.

Truly beautiful hands look good from any angle.

Shang Wan reached out and grabbed his hand, their fingers intertwining intimately. She took the initiative to bring up the previous topic, "Let's continue the analysis. If it's the first possibility, who do you think the informant would be?"

Lu Chengjing stared at their tightly clasped hands and asked, "Who do you think it is?"

Shang Wan raised her eyelashes to meet his gaze. After a few breaths of eye contact, the two spoke almost simultaneously, "The Lin family."

“Not bad, we’re on the same wavelength.” Shang Wan released her beautiful hand, her fingertips gently tracing the shape of her palm as she wrote the character “Lin” stroke by stroke.

Writing on the palm is for flirting.