His heart was racing, yet his expression remained extremely calm. His gaze fell upon Yu Wei holding Qin Youxue's wrist, and a sinister glint appeared in his deep eyes.
"Young Master Mo," the village chief eagerly approached Mo Hexuan and said, "Why don't you stay at my house! It's quite clean and well-decorated! We can't let you stay in a place like this! Our village is small and we don't have any high-end hotels..."
The village chief's self-built house was the best in the entire mountain village, resembling a villa.
"No need." Mo Hexuan's gaze faintly withdrew from Qin Youxue and Yu Wei, the corners of his mouth holding a slight smile, carrying an air of cynicism.
"I'll stay at the village branch secretary's house. I can talk to him about the future development of the village."
