It's like—

It was as if they were just insignificant little animals in the mountains that had accidentally wandered in.

"He should have," Song Qingci thought seriously, "when he went to look for Jin Yue that day, he found that the pine nuts had faded..."

But he didn't say anything for more than ten days.

He suddenly came to see me today. Is it because in the past ten days, I suddenly had a friend with white hair overnight?

Or does he really have ulterior motives and is making friends out of nothing?

Song Qingci couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Feng Xun said: "Miss, have you noticed that Mr. Fu San seems to be..."

"Like what?"

Hao Fengxun, what did you find?

"He seems to be your nemesis."

Song Qingci: "..."

"Really." Feng Xun said, "You see, since we got to the mountain, we have been very careful not to provoke him..."

The word "low-key" is almost engraved on my forehead!

What's the result?

Time and again, he ran into Mr. Fu San's gun and was almost charged with trafficking his daughter.

If this is not considered "bad luck", then how else can you be unlucky?

"Actually, I think, if you think about it carefully, I am the one who defeats him." Song Qingci muttered softly.

Mr. Fu San was sitting at home when troubles came from the sky.

He gives him free food, free drink and free accommodation, and even wants to seduce his man, Dongzi, away. It feels a bit unfair.

Mr. Fu San was more of a gentleman than she had imagined.

He had already guessed that his origins were not simple, but he did not ask a single question.

This kind of magnanimity is very rare.

In that case, since he finally asked, why not help him?