Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

"What's there to disagree with?" Xia Wange got up, put the compass back in the folder, clapped her hands, and said, "Just say that the domineering CEO can't bear to see his white moonlight living in such a small underground space, and wants to dig a villa for her. If not a villa, then at least a three-bedroom, one-living room one, and make sure the ceiling height is good. As for the pit that's obvious, you can pay some strong men from the village to dig it. Money talks, that's more effective than anything else. As for the tunnel that you're digging to the west, you can dig it yourself, or secretly hire someone from outside to dig it, it's up to you."

Mingzhu: "..."

He asked in a low voice, "Master Xia, will this work? Will they believe it? Isn't it a bit outrageous?"

"Outrageous?" Xia Wange looked at Mingzhu. "What could be more outrageous than a domineering CEO renting someone else's ancestral grave in a foreign land to bury his white moonlight? Everyone believes this. You can spread the word about digging a big hole all you want. There will be aunties to defend us."

In this world, not a single page of a domineering CEO novel is read for nothing.

When Xia Wange went back to catch up on her sleep, Mingzhu, with a mix of belief and doubt, spread the word about the matter and asked for the hiring of young and strong men from the village to do the work. Sure enough, every household was very enthusiastic in sending people out, and within the time it took to eat lunch, the people chosen to dig up the villa had already been selected.

Watching the seven or eight young men working enthusiastically, Mingzhu felt that this world was too surreal, and he seemed out of place in the village where he had lived for more than ten years.

In the afternoon, several middle-aged women sat together husking corn, and one of them started the conversation.

"Hey, did you hear? That CEO wants to build a villa for his white moonlight. He said even if he can't build a villa, he has to build a three-bedroom, one-living-room house with a guaranteed ceiling height of at least 2.5 meters."

"Luckily, I read a lot of novels. My husband thought it was unbelievable and wondered if there was something wrong. I told him that there are many more exaggerated cases in other places. This is nothing. He's ignorant. There are even cases where people swallow their lover's ashes because they can't let go of their lover. They've achieved a kind of 'you in me, and I in you'. In our village, this is already very normal."

A woman's eyes widened. "Where does this happen?"

"It's from a novel. I'll forward it to you later. It's quite good, but the first half is a bit infuriating. The CEO wants to harvest his wife's kidney and also makes her donate bone marrow. But the later part is alright. I regret it."

"Have something good to eat," an old woman said. "I don't even listen to these old-fashioned novels anymore when I'm working, and you're still listening to them."

"Hey, I just wanted to have some energy in my hands when I'm angry or depressed, so it would be easier to work. I don't listen to anything when I'm not working." After saying that, she lowered her voice and said, "Yesterday we were analyzing that this lawyer Xia is the stand-in for this president's white moonlight, right? This president even made this stand-in measure the burial plot for his white moonlight. Oh my, it's so heartbreaking."

"My husband told me that this lawyer, Xia, used copper needles to mark the boundaries of their digging, and even told them not to touch the needles. My husband also secretly told me that maybe this lawyer Xia knows something about feng shui, and that he might discover the formation set up by the master hired by the village chief."

"I told him that this is a common trope in novels. Usually, copper needles are used to nail the breath of the person being buried down to prevent them from escaping. So this lawyer Xia must have learned it by copying novels. It could also be a coincidence, otherwise how could a lawyer know these things? I also noticed that the president's gaze towards her was different. Sure enough, after looking at a body double for a long time, you unconsciously forget who you really like. Ha, he's making a three-bedroom apartment for a dead person while the body double gets a high salary."

"I told you you could learn real skills from reading novels, right? I heard they shared a room last night..."

So the topic of conversation in the village shifted from sharing a room to what to do if two people were sharing a room.

"If your knees are still usable, there shouldn't be any problem, right?" a little girl asked in a low voice, blushing.

An older woman glared at her. "You don't understand, do you? I think the woman is on top."

......

Xia Wange naturally had no way of knowing about these topics, but Meng Mei still had some influence on her. When she got back, she slept from noon until night, which made everyone even more certain of their suspicions.

They said, "How can a man and a woman alone in a room be innocent?"

Didn't you hear a news story before about a Japanese man who had no limbs but was still able to cheat on his wife?

As dawn approached, Xia Wange got up full of energy.

Hearing movement inside the room, Lu Qiu gently knocked on the door. "Want some noodles? Chicken soup noodles, the broth has been simmering for a while."

Lu Qiu was already used to Xia Wange's style. When she woke up, she liked to lie on the bed for a while, then stare blankly into space. She would do this whenever she slept for a long time in the office. At this time, she needed someone to talk to her to bring her back to her senses.

Xia Wange is a restless sleeper and doesn't want to sleep in his rest room. Every time she wakes up, she tosses and turns and easily falls off the sofa in his office. He has already replaced the sofa in his office with a wider one several times, but he still can't stand her tossing and turning.

"Eat." Xia Wange rolled over and got up, followed Lu Qiu down the elevator, and they ate the fragrant noodles together.

It was already very late, and all the aunties were asleep. Lu Qiu had cooked the noodles herself, and Xia Wange leaned against the kitchen door frame to watch. She couldn't help but sigh, "She really is a chosen one. Even the noodles she cooks smell better than others' and have a powerful effect. She hasn't even eaten them yet, but she already feels warm from the inside out."

After cooking the noodles, Lu Qiu turned around and met Xia Wange's gaze. He raised his chin and smiled lightly, "What, do you want me to serve you? I cooked the noodles, and you still want me to serve them? Master Xia, you're abusing the weak."

Xia Wange laughed and went to get the noodles. As she passed Lu Qiu, she touched the wheelchair with her foot.

You don't seem weak at all; Dream Demon only dares to bully me.

Hearing the voice in his heart, Lu Qiu looked up and met Xia Wange's smiling eyes. For some reason, both of them were slightly stunned for a moment before quickly looking away and going about their own business.

The noodles were served quickly. Xia Wange was starving and was about to eat when Mingzhu returned, covered in dust and dirt. He whispered, "Master Xia, I've dug something up."

Xia Wange looked up. "This is your house. It's okay to speak loudly, but don't act like a tomb raider, okay?"

"We really did find a tomb!" Mingzhu raised his voice slightly. For some reason, when he entered the room and saw President Lu sitting next to Master Xia with a slight smile, he didn't dare to speak loudly, feeling that he might disturb something. He then unconsciously lowered his voice again, "I did as you said and dug to the west. As I dug, I found a tomb. It's a blue brick tomb, and it looks quite impressive."

Xia Wange listened carefully to Mingzhu's description, quickly finished the noodles in her hand, and woke up Fang Qingzi. The two of them planned to sneak over there to take a look.

This time, Lu Qiu didn't ask to go along. It was getting dark, and his leg was bad, so it wouldn't be convenient for him to go anywhere.

Watching Xia Wange and Fang Qingzi disappear into the darkness, Lu Qiu lowered his eyes to look at his legs and remained silent for a long time.