Lin Yixun gave a faint smile, "Since that's the case, then we'll have to trouble you."
The owner of the farmhouse shook her head with a smile, "No trouble, no trouble at all. I'm alone here most of the year, my son and daughter-in-law only come back once during the festivals. It's quite lonely. I'm happy to have you here, as long as you don't mind."
Although the farmhouse owner was just an unassuming elderly woman, she could tell from their attire and demeanor that they were not ordinary people.
"Granny, what should we call you?"
"Just call me Granny Liu." She looked up at Leng Yixiu, who had been silent all this time, and asked, "Young lady, is this your husband?"
Lin Yixun's expression stiffened, she pursed her lips and remained silent for a moment before saying softly, "He is my fiancé."
