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Becoming the Richest by Farming

Chapter 156 - 156 0156 Little brother quite a temper huh_1

Author: Gui Mushuang
updatedAt: 2025-07-17

Chapter 156: 0156 Little brother, quite a temper huh_1 Chapter 156: 0156 Little brother, quite a temper huh_1 He had found out.

The elder sister’s appearance fee for the variety show was 10 million.

Half of that was given to Ellen Young, which was 5 million.

5 million!

With that sum, he could keep recharging in the game for quite a while. He hadn’t gotten the 500 thousand he asked for last time, so he asked Olivia Johnson for it again.

Although Olivia Johnson gave him the money, she also gave him a few words of reprimand. He secretly took note of them, all the while blaming his elder sister!

Daisy Wood heard this and felt worried.

She knew Edward Wood’s temperament; originally, he didn’t want to come, but thinking about the man she glimpsed before leaving a few days ago, perhaps there was a sliver of fantasy still in her heart, she followed Edward Wood back to the village.

After returning, she kept thinking that this man didn’t seem like someone from the village, but she didn’t recognize who he could be.

He wasn’t a celebrity, nor someone she had heard of.

But with just one glance, this man had deeply rooted himself in her mind.

She felt that if she didn’t come back to clarify, she would always be obsessed with him.

As soon as they entered the village, because the tarred road was narrow, the driver was afraid of scraping the luxury car and refused to go any further, so they alighted at the entrance to the village and waited for them there.

Daisy Wood had been to Ellen Young’s house before and remembered the way.

When Edward Wood and his companions got out of the car, a three-year-old child ran out of a courtyard at the village entrance, it was Irvin Jones from Aunt Walker’s family.

Irvin Jones had a strand of snot hanging from his nose, looking at them curiously.

Edward Wood found the sight disgusting and said fiercely, “What the hell are you looking at?”

His voice was loud enough to frighten the child into a shiver. Irvin Jones immediately burst into tears and ran back into the house.

Daisy Wood thought the child looked somewhat familiar, but she still found Edward’s behavior distasteful and softly chided, “Brother, he’s just a three-year-old child. Why are you scolding him so harshly?”

Edward Wood rolled his eyes, “The lower-class people from the countryside, just look at how dirty their faces are, and he doesn’t even wipe his nose, totally disgusting! If he weren’t just a kid, I would have hit him for sure, such an eyesore.”

Daisy was hesitant, unsure of how to rebut Edward Wood.

From a distance, someone watching them frowned, “Boss Frost, are we really not going to intervene? Edward Wood is going too far.”

They were the ones secretly protecting Ellen Young; naturally, it was not appropriate for them to intervene openly, especially since Edward Wood and Daisy Wood were Ellen Young’s siblings.

Another person complained, “Yeah, I can hardly believe they’re Miss Young’s family, the difference is just too great. They come from a respectable family, how can they have such low standards?”

Damien Frost leaned against a tree, looking at Edward Wood, Daisy Wood, and their company. His gaze caught the appearance of someone else and he smiled, “No need to worry, someone else will take care of them.”

This time, if they fell into the hands of that man from the Smith Family, Edward Wood would suffer.

Edward Wood and company had just got out of the car and were about to enter, when they saw a man wearing a blue suit, elegantly dignified as if striding on a fashion runway, coming from the other side of the village. From his height, appearance, and aura, he completely overpowered Edward Wood. When Daisy saw him, she was instantly stunned.

She thought she might not find him upon returning, but there he was, just appearing like that.

When Edward Wood saw Ruffy Smith, his heart subconsciously felt inferior, his momentum somewhat deflated, yet he felt somewhat contentious, “Who is this show-off?”

He dared not let his soft murmur be heard by the person opposite.

However, hearing the child’s crying, Ruffy Smith approached, looked at Edward Wood, and smiled indulgently. His voice was deep, “Little brother, quite a temper you have there.”

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