"Murder is no small matter; it's a crime punishable by imprisonment." Yang Qingheng chuckled, her mind calm. First of all, Gu Yi didn't have the guts, and even if he did, Erniu had already gone into the woods to find Song Hengjue. With him there, she couldn't possibly get hurt.

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With the final strike, Song Hengjue changed direction and pushed hard, sending the tree, dozens of meters tall, crashing in the opposite direction and kicking up a cloud of dust.

He covered his nose and couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Brother Heng, something bad has happened!" Erniu rushed over angrily, gritting his teeth. "That woman Yang Qingheng is entangled with Gu Yi again. I even heard them talking about cheating you out of your money."

Song Hengjue's fingers paused, and the wood-chopping knife in his hand suddenly slipped from his grasp, embedding itself in a nearby tree trunk with a "thud." His attitude was indifferent: "You don't need to tell me about her affairs anymore."

Erniu opened his mouth and nodded with satisfaction.

It seems his older brother didn't like Yang Qingheng, that shrew, that much either.

Yang Qingheng frowned as she tried to talk to Gu Yi for several minutes without seeing Song Hengjue coming over.

They miscalculated; Erniu, that big mouth, actually didn't tip them off this time.

Gu Yi gritted his teeth, pressing the blade even closer: "I fucking told you to produce the IOU!"

That shameless woman, how dare she lie to him! How could she dare!

Yang Qingheng frowned, her voice trembling: "I'll take it, I'll take it, loosen your grip on the knife, it hurts!"

"Take it out!" Gu Yi roared.

Yang Qingheng shakily pinched out the slip of paper.

Seeing her obedient appearance, Gu Yi felt a strange sense of pleasure and ordered, "Tear it up in front of me."

"Shameless," Yang Qingheng muttered under her breath, tearing up the IOU in a few quick movements and scattering it on the ground. "Is this alright now?"

Gu Yi snorted coldly, withdrew the knife, and shoved her hard, causing Yang Qingheng to stumble.

Now!

Yang Qingheng's face hardened, and she threw a handful of sand at his face before grabbing her water bottle and running away.

Gu Yi realized he had fallen into Yang Qingheng's trap again and hurriedly tried to chase after her, but his eyes stung like they were being scraped by a knife and he couldn't open them no matter what he did.

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Yang Qingheng saw Song Hengjue from afar. Just as she was about to rush over, she stopped in her tracks, carefully tidying up the hair that had been accidentally pulled out during the struggle, before striding over.

"Song Hengjue, I brought you some herbal tea to quench your thirst. Would you like some now?"

Upon hearing the sound, the man paused in his actions and turned around. Whether it was her imagination or not, Song Hengjue's gaze seemed unusually frightening today.

Yang Qingheng found it strange and was about to ask when Erniu sneered, "This flower tea wasn't leftovers by your lover, was it? Our Brother Heng doesn't want your filthy stuff."

With a flick of his wrist, the kettle rolled to the ground, spilling most of the flower tea.

Yang Qingheng had no interest in the flower tea; her eyes were fixed on Song Hengjue's expression. He was not surprised at all, which meant he already knew about her being entangled with Gu Yi.

He felt inexplicably irritated, and he knew that, so why didn't he go?

Seeing his coldness, she felt inexplicably disappointed.

He used to be the first to arrive when it came to anything related to her, so why has he suddenly become so cold these days?

Are you still bothered by what happened between her and Gu Yi in the cellar the day before yesterday?

But hasn't she already explained it clearly?

Song Hengjue glanced at the flower tea on the ground, said nothing, and silently picked up his wood-chopping knife and walked in another direction.

His expression showed no sign of blaming Erniu; it was an attitude of complete acquiescence.

Erniu, who was initially a little guilty, became even more smug when he realized that Song Hengjue had no intention of protecting Yang Qingheng: "Yang Qingheng, you deserve what you got!"

"Why are you barking about my business with your brother? Being single is great, you have nothing better to do than stare at couples flirting all day long." Yang Qingheng sneered. Just because she would give Song Hengjue face didn't mean she would give him face in return.

Upon hearing the words "single dog," Erniu immediately flew into a rage, pointing at her with his finger trembling with anger: "Yang Qingheng, you bad woman, what's so great about you? I... I just haven't found the right one yet."

"Pah, you barking dog!" Yang Qingheng said with a smug look. "Who would want a gossipy man like you?"

Erniu was clumsy with words and couldn't argue with her at all. He was so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot, his bull-like face turning red.