Back to the farmhouse: the hunter lady is beautiful and charming

Chapter 351 Are you not injured?

Shen Feiyan didn't know how she fell asleep at night, anyway, she didn't wake up until noon the next day.

It was Wan Zhaodi who came to wake her up.

"Ma'am, the master told me that if you haven't woken up at noon, I'll come over and wake you up for dinner."

Shen Feiyan frowned.

"Why doesn't he call himself?"

Wan Zhaodi could see that Shen Feiyan was in a bad mood today, so she didn't say anything unnecessary, but just said, "Master left early in the morning."

Shen Feiyan's face was full of displeasure.

"He's fine, what are you doing out there? Do you know where he went?"

Wan Zhaodi nodded.

"I went to the mountain." After a pause, he added, "Master knew that Madam would ask when she woke up, so he specifically told me where he was going in case you were worried."

Otherwise, why would the master tell her a servant specifically about his whereabouts?
After having breakfast.

Shen Feiyan went out, waited for a while at the gate of the academy, and returned the manuscript to Lin Hongyuan.

"You write very well."

Lin Hongyuan saw that Shen Feiyan was not in a good mood.

"Not happy?"

Shen Feiyan shook her head.

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night. It's nothing serious. I'll just go back and catch up on sleep."

"Nothing, I'm leaving first."

Lin Hongyuan called her to stop.

"Didn't you say you wanted to give me advice? After reading my script, do you think there is anything that needs to be changed?"

Shen Feiyan hesitated.

"Your scripts are well written. However, I have read all your scripts and found that your thinking is somewhat limited, which may have something to do with your lack of knowledge."

"That's probably also why you're hitting a bottleneck."

"Although I can't write a script, I have read a lot, seen a lot, and have a rich imagination. Maybe I can provide you with some ideas."

"but……"

"After all, men and women are different. It's inconvenient for me to come to you all the time. How about this? I'll write down my ideas on paper and have someone bring them to you when the time comes."

"I wish you better writing."

That was her spiritual food, and of course she hoped that he would write as much as possible.

If she provides ideas, isn't everything he writes what she likes to read?
Lin Hongyuan was keenly aware of the changes between yesterday and today in Shen Feiyan.

She is deliberately keeping a distance from him.

Probably guessed something.

"You have helped me a lot, if I trouble you..."

Shen Feiyan shook her head.

"No trouble."

"I like to read the book you wrote. To give you some ideas and let you write what I love to read is actually helping myself."

Without waiting for Lin Hongyuan to speak, he continued, "I have nothing to do, so I'll go back first."

Lin Hongyuan could only say goodbye.

"Walk slowly."

Looking at the back of Shen Feiyan going away, Lin Hongyuan's eyes were a little complicated, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, if the Shen family had agreed to his marriage proposal back then, maybe she would be his wife now.

They are like-minded and appreciate each other. If they can be together, it should be considered a match made in heaven, right?

These delusions flashed by, and were quickly suppressed by Lin Hongyuan rationally.

Thinking about it is a blasphemy to the benefactor, keeping a distance and looking for opportunities to repay the favor is the only thing he can do.

Since she likes to read his scripts, he will try to write better in the future.
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Liu Xigui came back at night, his clothes were wet for some reason, and the sleeves and hem were also dirty with mud.

Holding a ball of something in his arms.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Shen Feiyan couldn't help but feel tense, and regardless of the fact that the two were still arguing, she hurried forward to look him up and down.

"Why are you all wet?"

"Aren't you hurt?"

Liu Xigui shook his head.

"No."

Shen Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief, changed her face and asked in a cold voice, "How did you put yourself in such a mess?"

Pointing to the place where the sleeves were hooked.

"I made this suit stitch by stitch, and it took me several days to make it, but you don't cherish it?" Knowing that he would not be so naive, he still asked deliberately, "Could it be that you are angry with me?" Did you damage your clothes on purpose?"

(End of this chapter)