But something was not right, though she didn't know why it was like this.
Since ancient times, a gentleman has always sought a fair lady, and Wu Shuhui, although no longer in her prime, was still the most beautiful when standing amongst her peers.
Otherwise, Ji Pianran's genes wouldn't have been so exceptional.
Lei Guanghui was no gentleman, but looking at Wu Shuhui, he couldn't help but feel a stir of desire.
She was so many times more attractive than Widow Li.
"Excuse me, I will leave now," Wu Shuhui said, feeling disheartened.
Lei Guanghui was not content to let her go just like that and eagerly comforted her.
"Don't be in a rush. How about I ask around and see if anyone here is selling matsutake? Our village may be small, but just about every household is engaged in farming. There might actually be someone selling what you're looking for."
At these words, Wu Shuhui paused in her steps, realizing she was running out of options at this point.