"I think you've all been brainwashed by the spider spirit." Yao Ye gritted his teeth again.
It's just a farm tourism spot, a place for tourists to visit, nothing worth making a fuss about.
Yao Zibao could hear some gunpowder in his brother's voice, surprised, he also noticed the yellow mud on Yao Ye's pants and asked, "Brother, did you get your pants dirty climbing the mountain?"
"Climbing a mountain would dirty my pants like this?" Yao Ye tugged at the stain on his pants, "Let me tell you, this is dirty water splashed by the farm tourism owner's car that has you all bewitched."
Yao Ye really has sharp eyes and ears.
Shen Jiayin blinked, she herself hadn't mentioned that the Maserati belonged to Tang Xiangdong, or that Tang Xiangdong was the farm tourism owner, because he hadn't asked her about it at all.
