However, Mr. Fu San rode his horse all the way over and only reined in in front of Song Qingci. The snow and mud splashed by the horse's hooves all got on her.

Well, this dress is totally unacceptable.

Song Qingci was just about to say hello to Mr. Fu San, wondering why he was here, but before she could open her mouth, Mr. Fu San, who was even more excited than her, had already hugged her tightly in his arms.

Song Qingci was stunned.

Fan Er, who was not far away, was also stunned.

He now has blind faith in Song Qingci.

Song Qingci said that there was nothing between her and Mr. Fu San, and he believed whatever she said.

In the end, this is nothing?

So if you two had something, what would it be like?

"Where are you hurt?" Mr. Fu San's voice trembled slightly.

Song Qingci: "Third Master, please let me go. I... am not injured. You misunderstood. The blood on me is not my own..."

Mr. Fu San let out a long sigh of relief, then realized belatedly that he had lost his composure.

He had been waiting for Song Qingci to come back.

Fu An said that he set out early in the morning and wanted to go to greet them, but he felt it was too obvious, so he waited in the room and listened to the noise outside.

After waiting for a long time without any result, he felt something was wrong, so he hurried out to meet her.

When Mr. Fu San saw the corpses on the ground and Song Qingci covered in blood, the world lost its color at that moment, and everything else became a backdrop.

He didn't even know what he was doing, he just followed his heart and held her in his arms.

She's fine, as long as she's fine.

It turned out to be just a false alarm.

Song Qingci's face flushed.

The sudden hug from the Third Master made her feel at a loss as to what to do.

She whispered softly, "Third Master, I'm fine, don't worry."

Mr. Fu San also felt that he had lost his composure. He took two steps back, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Jin Yue stamped her feet in anger, "Dad! I want a hug too! You're so partial, you only hug my sister and not me!"

Song Qingci: "..."

Mr. Fu San picked up Jin Yue somewhat awkwardly.

Song Qingci just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Jin Yue say, "Dad, hold me and then hold my sister."

One on each side!

Song Qingci: "No, no, no..."

Go away quickly, don't embarrass yourself by walking around in circles.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Fan Er looking at her in amazement.

Song Qingci suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Fan Er laughed and said, “Sister, you said I’m a rough guy, and you said it has nothing to do with the Third Master, and I really took it seriously. It turns out you are embarrassed!”

Song Qingci: I won’t leave. I’ll just find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Could you please help me fill the soil and tamp it down firmly?

Master Fu San asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Fan Er started cursing again.

Song Qingci went to talk to Fu An.

——She really has no one to turn to.

"Third Master is afraid that something might happen to me and he wouldn't be able to explain it to my mother... Actually, I won't tell my mother. I'm very tight-lipped... Even if I did, my mother would be very understanding..."

Song Qingci didn't know what he was talking about until the end.

She just wanted to say something to ease the awkwardness, but when she met Fu An, the taciturn man, she became even more embarrassed.

"Fu An?"

Why is this person ignoring her?

Fu An said coldly: "Miss Song, I am mute."

Song Qingci: "..."

Oops, still holding a grudge.

Forget it, he is her savior, whatever he says is what it is.

"Sit down and take a rest. It's time to leave soon."

"Oh." Song Qingci went back and sat down, poking the snow with a small stick.

Mr. Fu San and Mr. Fan Er talked for a while, and then they walked over together.

Song Qingci stood up immediately.

As a result, he got up too fast and fell into Mr. Fu San's arms.

Fan Er laughed heartily, "Goodbye, I don't want to watch you two being intimate anymore."

Song Qingci: Come back, come back!

I can explain it!

The responsibility for this matter lies entirely with Fu An!

He ate too much last night, and the people on Black Tiger Ridge thought she liked it, so they brought her the same meat again this morning...

It was early in the morning and Song Qingci had no appetite at all and didn't eat a single bite.

The reason he fell down was completely because he had low blood sugar due to hunger.

Mr. Fu San was quick to support her, and she fell limply into his arms.

It’s true, absolutely authentic, there is no other secret, and no adultery.

Mr. Fu San did not explain. He helped Song Qingci onto the horse and then climbed onto the horse himself.

Song Qingci: "..."

Jin Yue: "..."

Fu An silently carried Jin Yue to his horse and followed.

Songzi looked at this and that, and finally jumped onto Fu An's horse.

"Don't faint again."

Mr. Fu San's voice rang in his ears, and Song Qingci felt even more dizzy.

She was held in his arms, feeling completely safe.

The sound of wind whistling in her ears made her heart beat like a deer.

She and Fu An were talking nonsense.

She is not a teenager anymore.

She had experienced the vicissitudes of life, and although it was later proved that the sea was a stinking ditch, she had loved others and had been loved by others.

So she knew that Mr. Fu San was clearly... concerned and confused.

That's not how an elder who is not related by blood should behave.

He treated her differently.

But, then, what should we do?

Because he didn't know what to do, Song Qingci escaped shamefully.

She was afraid that in her panic she would respond incorrectly.

But now, she asked herself, how should she respond?