Chapter 61: Chapter 61 - 61 He’s just a nasty hooligan 1

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“Ah, no… there’s nothing,” Taylor Ware’s eyes flashed with panic, which quickly subsided.

But a father knows his daughter, and none of it escaped Chestor Ware’s eyes.

He exchanged a glance with Auntie Lan and a smile appeared on his lips as he asked, “Have you taken a fancy to him?”

Taylor blurted out, “Fancy him? Don’t joke around. He’s just a stinking hooligan!”

“Haha, and you say you’ve never met Mr. Jensen?” Chestor laughed heartily.

Taylor realized her slip-up, and her face instantly flushed red as she said coldly, “I’m full, you guys take your time eating.”

Auntie Lan said softly, “Taylor, have a bit more, will you?”

“No more, I’m going to get some sleep.”

After saying this, Taylor couldn’t wait to run back to her room.

Chestor and Auntie Lan looked at her retreating back and smiled at each other.

“Auntie Lan, do you think this girl has taken a liking to Mr. Jensen?”

“Do you even need to ask?”

With some doubt, Chestor said, “But… Taylor has always not liked men, so how did she suddenly fall for Mr. Jensen?

And her attitude towards Mr. Jensen just now seemed a bit off, as though they had a grudge or something.”

Auntie Lan gave him a look and said, “After all, Taylor is a girl. Mr. Jensen is so handsome and outstanding, it’s normal for her to like him, right?

Don’t tell me, you actually hope Taylor likes women instead?”

“How is that possible?”

Chestor let out a bitter smile and sighed, “I’m just not too comfortable with the thought that the cabbage I’ve nurtured for over twenty years is about to be plucked by a pig.”

Upon hearing this, Auntie Lan couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh, “If Mr. Jensen heard what you just said, do you think he’d poison you again?”

Chestor was stunned for a moment, then laughed, “Uh, he probably shouldn’t, haha.”

Auntie Lan let out a laugh, then suddenly asked, “Have you found the person who poisoned you?”

Chester’s face darkened slightly as he nodded, “Yeah, it should be Kenny Walker’s doing.”

“Didn’t you just refuse a deal once? Is it really necessary for him to go to such extremes? He’s too vicious,” Auntie Lan said indignantly.

“It’s probably not just because of that. The exact reason is still unknown. Let’s wait and see, and just be more careful in the future.”

Upstairs in her room, Taylor sat on the bed with an ugly expression, clutching a teddy bear and kneading it.

“How could 1 like that guy? A stinking hooligan who took advantage and won’t admit it! He’s the worst!”

In her mind, Taylor couldn’t help but recall the scenes from that morning.

Her face instantly turned red, and her heart began to pound faster.

Thinking of how she had slept naked in that guy’s arms all night, her body involuntarily began to feel hot and bothered.

It was as if his large hand was still on her waist, gently caressing her at this moment.

“Oh my, this is really…”

Feeling the changes in her body, Taylor dived into the covers out of embarrassment.

Yet Greg’s handsome face and visually striking muscles were etched into her mind, unable to be chased away no matter what.

The more she tried to forget him, the clearer Greg’s image became.

Taylor felt she was about to collapse.

After an unknown time, she finally fell into a deep sleep, and the figure in her mind joined her in her dreams.

Peach Blossom Village’s fallow land was quickly prepared. Greg also took the time to visit Riverhaven County to sign a purchase contract with Chestor and pulled in a large truck of seeds and seedlings.

Fruit and leafy medicinal plants were straightforward, just scatter the seeds and that would do. But root and rhizome medicinal plants needed to have seedlings cultivated first.

Chestor, knowing it was Greg’s first time cultivating these, had prepared the seedlings in advance and even sent over two technicians to help guide the planting of the medicinal herbs.

Of course, on paper, the boss was still Big Liu.

Greg would just occasionally sit on a stone at the edge of the fallow land and watch, while he mostly helped out at the vegetable store.

The vegetable store’s sales had finally stabilized, bringing in twenty to thirty thousand a month, and people like Second Uncle and Third Uncle were also making a few thousand each.

That day, several people returned home and started discussing building a house.

Elder Uncle thought if they were to build, they should build a big one, which would come in handy if they bought a car in the future for easy parking.

Lindsey Wolfe, however, hadn’t thought that far. All she wanted now was to hurry back to her own yard, so she could devour Greg Jensen completely.

Greg Jensen found that this woman was becoming bolder by the day. Just the other day, in front of Elder Uncle and the others, she had offered to give him a bath.

This frightened Greg Jensen into fleeing and hiding in the mountains to cultivate for an entire night.

“Tomorrow I’ll go to Boss Liu and buy the bricks first since there are more people building houses lately, and the prices of bricks and such have gone up.”

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Upon hearing this, Elder Uncle couldn’t help but hesitate.

In town, Boss Liu’s was the only brick factory, so their prices were very high.

There was another factory in the neighboring town, but Boss Liu had announced that anyone in Peach Blossom Village who didn’t buy bricks from him wouldn’t even be able to lay their foundation.

Thus, even though Boss Liu’s bricks were expensive, his business was still good.

Mainly because the people in the village didn’t dare to buy from elsewhere.

Lindsey Wolfe said, “If it’s expensive, then so be it, for the sake of convenience.”

Elder Uncle nodded, “Alright, then. Tomorrow I’ll go find Old Five and the others, get them to start on the foundation first.”

Lindsey Wolfe smiled, looking towards Greg Jensen beside her, and asked, “Silly Jensen, what kind of house do you want?”

“Heh heh, a small western-style building!” Greg Jensen chuckled foolishly.

Lindsey Wolfe gave him a look, “You fool, you even know what a western-style building is. Just make do with a few large tile-roofed houses.”

“Heh heh, that works too.”

“Anything works for you.”

While they were talking, the widow Amber Hall walked in from outside.

“Freya, the light bulb at my place isn’t working. Could you send Greg Jensen to help me out?”

“Sure, go ahead.”

Lindsey Wolfe didn’t forget to remind, “Be careful, alright?”

“Heh heh, got it.”

With a goofy smile, Greg Jensen followed Amber Hall back to her house.

“Wait for me a moment, I’ll find a candle.”

By this time, it had gotten completely dark, and there was not a single light inside Amber Hall’s house.

She had intended to light a candle but ended up throwing herself directly into Greg Jensen’s arms.

Feeling Greg Jensen’s sturdy chest, Amber Hall went limp instantly, leaning into his embrace, without the strength to stand up.

“Uh, Sister-in-law, the candle…”

“Oh, 1’11 go get it.”

Amber Hall snapped back to her senses, bent down, and started fumbling in the drawer beside her.

That small motion caused her to bump directly into Greg Jensen.

“Ah…”

Amber Hall straightened up as if shocked, took a moment to glance at the disconcerted Greg Jensen, and then chuckled, “Silly, you’re pretty impressive.”

“Uh…”

Greg Jensen instinctively took a step back and said awkwardly, “Sister-in-law, let me find it.”

Though the room was dark, his eyesight was much better than average. He opened the drawer and quickly found a candle.

After lighting the candle, the room gained a hint of brightness.

Greg Jensen found a stool, took down the burned-out bulb, and replaced it with a new one.

Just as he came down from the stool, Amber Hall leaned in close, resting her little head against Greg Jensen’s chest.

“Silly Jensen….”