Song Qingci hesitated for a moment.

It's mainly because of her mother. She loves to ship couples too much. She can be a lesbian to both men. If she rides on the same horse with Mr. Fu San, what will her mother imagine?

It’s hard to say, I almost imagined she was going to be a grandmother.

But four legs are always faster than two. She missed her family so much, and now she was almost being dragged to death by Feng Xun...

So, Song Qingci finally gritted his teeth and handed his hand to Mr. Fu Sanye.

——Seeing my family is important. My mother is open-minded and we can talk about anything.

Unlike the last time they rode together, this time it was Master Fu San who brought Song Qingci with him.

He held Song Qingci in his arms, gripped the reins tightly, and squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, "Go!"

The autumn wind whistled past his ears, blowing Song Qingci's hair onto Mr. Fu Sanye's face.

Very soft and fragrant.

Song Qingci was eager to return home. With great skill and courage, he knelt down and whispered in Changhong's ear: "Good Changhong, hurry up and take me to see my mother. I'll give you candy later!"

Mr. Fu looked at her slender waist and plump buttocks and couldn't help thinking that the little girl really didn't consider herself an outsider.

He sat upright, looking straight ahead, gritting his teeth and refusing to look.

Changhong was indeed a good horse that could travel a thousand miles a day, and he soon brought the two of them to the foot of the mountain.

Song Qingci was ready to feel the excitement of reuniting after a long absence, and she had prepared what she wanted to say, but she unexpectedly discovered that the person who came was...

Not family?

It turned out to be Jiang Jingchu!

Oh shit!

Jiang Jingchu was wearing a moon-white robe with wide sleeves, and the wind filled his sleeves, making him look like an immortal.

Coupled with that face of the Creator's darling, delicate eyebrows, and deep eyes, it is really hard to take your eyes off it.

The women in their teens and forties who came to the mountain after hearing the news were all staring intently.

Some people even secretly said, "If I had a husband like this, I wouldn't run away even if I was given mountains of gold and silver!"

"Even if it doesn't work, it's still fun just looking at it."

"I don't need him to support the family, I can support him!"

"I had an argument with him and I could hit myself looking at his face."

When everyone saw Master Fu Sanye and Song Qingci riding together, their faces immediately became embarrassed, and most of them blamed Song Qingci for seducing Master Sanye.

——All the good men in the world were won by her alone.

When Song Qingci saw Jiang Jingchu's face, his expression instantly fell and his eyes became cold and distant.

Seeing him now, Song Qingci felt doubly disgusted because his family's hopes had been dashed.

So, when Mr. Fu San stopped, Song Qingci did not move on his horse, his eyes coldly sweeping over Jiang Jingchu and the row of young women behind him.

"Qingci." When Jiang Jingchu saw Mr. Fu San, a look of displeasure flashed across his eyes.

But soon, he completely hid those emotions, looked at Song Qingci, and slightly opened his thin lips.

His voice was magnetic. When he stared at her with deep eyes and called out her name, Song Qingci had almost no ability to resist.

But now after everything she's been through, she just feels sick.

Compared to his change of heart, what Song Qingci hated more was that he could still appear in front of her as if nothing had happened, calling her name as before.

Song Qingci did not agree.

She didn't move, and neither did Mr. Fu San. He still sat high on the horse, holding the reins and holding Song Qingci in his arms.

"Master Fu, I'm Jiang Jingchu." Jiang Jingchu didn't need any introductions. He just bowed to Master Fu and said with a smile, "During this period, I'm grateful to Master Fu for taking care of my wife. To be honest, it was because I was busy with things outside that a misunderstanding arose between my wife and me, and she left a letter and left. Now I have reflected on myself and have come here to explain to my wife and take her home..."

"I left a letter and left?" Song Qingci said coldly, "Jiang Jingchu, you've completely gotten rid of her!"

"Qingci, I know you've been wronged." Jiang Jingchu's eyes were slightly red. He took a deep breath, and it was obvious that he was trying hard to suppress his emotions. "But six years ago, you abandoned everything and didn't mind my family being broken up and exiled to Liaodong. I told you that even if the sky could collapse and the earth could split, Jiang Jingchu would never let Song Qingci down! This sentence will always count as long as I am still alive!"

Every word is sincere and every sentence is powerful.

Everyone was stunned.

No one, including Mr. Fu San, expected Jiang Jingchu to say that.

He did not blame Song Qingci at all. He only talked about Song Qingci's kindness and love for him, and expressed his gratitude and love for Song Qingci.

Song Qingci, however, only felt it was sad and ridiculous.

She once believed it.

She even now believed that, to a certain extent, Jiang Jingchu had maintained the bottom line that he thought he should maintain.

For example, he may not have done anything that crossed the line with Sun Xiaodie.

But he didn't know that his red line was far less broad than the bottom line he set for himself.

What she wants is undivided love.

Both physically and mentally.

She also rejected any attempt by him to take advantage of her feelings, which was a blasphemy to their love and marriage.

They had a mutual understanding, so what initially impressed Song Qingci about Jiang Jingchu was not only his talent and his looks, but also his promise of "being together for life".

Song Qingci didn't need to say anything. With just a glance, Jiang Jingchu could accurately pick out her favorite Pisces lantern from the bustling stalls during the Lantern Festival.

A few days before her birth, Jiang Jingchu had already told the cook not to cook cold food, just like what his father did to his mother.

Song Qingci was not interested in inheriting the family business, but she was proud that she had the same sincere love as her parents.

What's the result?

She has nothing.

All she had was a man who had clearly gone thousands of miles astray, yet could still speak lovingly of the man who was still waiting for her there.

"Qingci--" Seeing that she didn't answer, Jiang Jingchu called her again, with tears in his eyes.

Mr. Fu Sanye remained expressionless.

Everyone was devastated.

Third Master, your real husband has come, and you are still holding him in your arms, okay?

Besides, my husband seems to be good in every way. You should be willing to help him achieve his goal!

Song Qingci looked down at the man in front of him and smiled slightly, a desolate smile.

She spoke slowly, "Jiang Jingchu, we both know exactly what went wrong between us. If you had explained it to me properly and we could have parted ways amicably, I would have loved you and let you go. It was only eight years of our youth, and you also accompanied me, so I don't consider it a loss."

"If I had to say what I hate, I only hate myself for misjudging people. I hate myself for being unfilial, leaving my hometown and my parents, and missing six years of their lives."

"I didn't want to say much. Between you and me, I have no regrets. I'm already too lazy to say another word to you. But today, you made such a big fuss, brought women and money that the mountain desperately needed, and pretended to be affectionate. You are just trying to force me to follow you back, whether I like it or not, right?"