Looking at Tingyu's indescribable expression, Qin Su felt a surge of anger.

"Since you're so worried, why don't I give you to her?"

"Uh? No need, I'll take my leave." Tingyu shivered coldly, glanced at the young master, and leaped three zhang away, running away without looking back.

Hmph, you're lucky you ran fast, you long-winded fellow.

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Mo Lan and her servant walked onto the street. The afternoon sun made them feel lazy and listless. They weren't in a hurry and just strolled around casually.

Songgan Street was still bustling. Mo Lan walked from east to west until she stood at the crossroads. She stopped and finally went to a roadside tea stall, ordered two bowls of coarse tea, and sat quietly by the roadside, basking in the warm sun.

Although Han Shuang was puzzled, she did not ask out of curiosity. She simply stayed quietly by her boss's side, acting as a dutiful follower.

The tea was sold by an elderly couple. They didn't talk much, but they were diligent and would come over every now and then to refill the water.

A bowl of coarse tea is clear and bitter, and you can add water as much as you like, it's free.

Mo Lan drank a bowl of water, leaned back in her chair, squinted at the people coming and going around her, and murmured softly, "This Guan County is not bad, but I wonder which other families are more powerful? The kind that can rival the Song family."

"This? If you want to know the details, I'll go to the escort agency later..."

Before Han Shuang could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the noise from the other side.

Mo Lan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a crowd gathered at the entrance of Mei Yan Ju. Amidst the heavy shadows, a woman dressed as an old lady was pushed to the ground, with a maid and an old woman squatting beside her. Although they glared angrily, they were too timid to say anything.

"Tch~, what a disgrace! A mere orphan girl staying here dares to talk back to us so arrogantly, what a joke."

"That's right, everyone knows that you and your daughter shamelessly cling to the Song family and refuse to leave, just because you covet their wealth."

"That's right. I heard that you were forced to become bandits to make a living. You were bandits, after all. The Song family cherishes their reputation, which is why they brought you back. But you can never get rid of the bandit label."

"Sisters, you can't say that. When people are in dire straits, what's a bandit if they just want to survive? As long as they don't starve, that's enough. Now, thanks to the Song family's reputation, they've managed to get married smoothly, hehe..."

A group of women chattered and mocked, attracting more and more people to gather around, some with pity, some with disdain, some with schadenfreude... and every now and then bursts of laughter would break the silence.

The master and servant on the ground, as well as the old woman standing to the side like a quail, all lowered their heads, not even having the courage to resist.

After they had their fill of mockery, they looked at the woman crawling at their feet with disdain, snorted, and turned back to the Beauty House shop.

The farce ended, and the onlookers dispersed, leaving only the three disheveled masters and servants, along with some passersby pointing and whispering.

Mo Lan frowned as she looked at the other person's scene, feeling that something was familiar. It wasn't until the woman with the lady's hair tied up turned around that Mo Lan realized it was Xiong Yanyan!

I haven't seen her for two years; she's gotten married now!

Judging from her attire, the other party must also be from a well-off family. How could they allow those women to humiliate them?

Weren't you quite the big shot back in the village? Always all baring your teeth and brandishing your claws.

How come he became a coward after being raised by the Song family for two years?