Peony's eyes showed something unusual, but she reacted quickly, her watery eyes immediately turning red.

"Sister is quite the joker. I am but a servant girl, my life is as fragile as paper. How can I compare to those noble ladies?"

She lowered her eyes slightly, smiled bitterly, and sighed, "Now I've offended the wealthy man, and I'm afraid I'll have to waste the rest of my life in this prison."

The beautiful woman shed tears, looking utterly pitiful, and Su An felt a pang of heartache.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, this pitiful state is truly unbearable to look at!

Su An clenched his fist in anger, deciding to first express his righteous indignation.

But at that moment, a faint sound of a wheelchair could be heard outside the cell door.

Then a deep, chuckling voice came from behind: "No wonder the magistrate said you were full of energy; it seems to me as well."

"Hmm?" Su An's face lit up with surprise. She turned her head and saw that it was indeed the handsome Fu Zhun.

She unconsciously put her indignation to the back of her mind, and stepped forward with a smile, saying, "I see you're in quite a mood, even bringing this to circle around the jail?"

"I am so grateful for your delicious food, it would be a shame not to come and visit you."

After Fu Zhun finished speaking, he came to the front of the prison and gave a look to the jailer next to him. The jailer then hurriedly opened the door.

Upon entering the four-sided cell, he carefully focused his mind. The dark and damp environment showed no improvement whatsoever, and his expression immediately turned cold.

"What great care."

Su An looked in the direction of his gaze with a puzzled expression, and only then did she realize what he meant when she heard his words.

It's the magistrate's fault for not arranging things properly for her!

She smiled warmly, and blurted out a vague sentence: "Then other people are definitely not as meticulous and considerate as you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su An was taken aback, and then her face turned red instantly.

Good heavens, what kind of outrageous and lewd words are these?

She has such a loose tongue!

"cough…"

A slight blush crept onto Fu Zhun's usually cold face. He raised an eyebrow but didn't refute, only glancing back at her. "The Zhou rites."

"They're here! They're here!"

Zhou Li arrived, panting heavily, carrying large and small bags, and then struggled to squeeze into the cell.

"Hey little boss, when it comes to thoughtfulness, wow, my master is absolutely amazing!"

"Look, I brought all this for you!"

Zhou Li wiped the sweat from his brow and, panting heavily, stuffed the things he was carrying into Su Anna's hands.

It has everything: bedding, soft pillows, pastries, and snacks.

Su An opened her mouth slightly, unable to take it, so she could only put it on the bed first. It was both funny and touching.

"That's great, it's time to go home."

She winked at Fu Zhun with a smile, "I also have to thank the God of Wealth for his generosity."

Seeing this, Zhou Li almost choked on his breath, waving his hand in dissatisfaction to assert his presence, "I didn't contribute any money, but I did contribute my time!"

"Get lost," Fu Zhun uttered calmly.

Zhou Li's face immediately turned resentful. "Alright!"

For the sake of my master's lovesickness, I'll leave!

He even thoughtfully put his arm around the jailer's shoulder and led him away together, saying, "What are you all standing there for? Waiting for them to hand out wedding candy?"

"puff!"

Su An couldn't help but blush again.

"This show-off's mouth is even more worrisome than mine..."

"Ignore him." Fu Zhun's ears burned, and his dark eyes fixed on Su An.

"Is there anything else missing? I'll bring it next time."

Su An glanced at the almost overflowing packages and couldn't help but laugh and cry. "That's enough. Do you expect me to stay here permanently?"

Fu Zhun paused abruptly, his knuckles clenched, and his voice deepened with apology as he said, "There are obstacles in this matter, it's my fault, I'm sorry to trouble you to stay here for a while."

Su An felt like his heart was being scratched by claws; he was incredibly curious and really wanted to ask who this important person was.

However, this prison was a maze of interconnected passageways, not a place for questioning.

She was about to change the subject when, unexpectedly, Peony next to her suddenly let out a mocking laugh.

"Men of the world are all fickle. They make promises today, but then discard them like worn-out shoes. I advise you, young lady, not to believe such sweet words."

These words immediately shattered the delicate atmosphere between the two.

Su An's toes dug into the ground again, and he looked at Mudan awkwardly, saying, "You've misunderstood, we're just friends."

"friend?"

Peony's gaze lingered on Fu Zhun for a moment before settling on the carefully prepared packages.

“What kind of friend is so caring and attentive? The relationship between men and women is nothing more than this. Please don’t try to deceive me with something so obvious.”

Fu Zhun's eyes gathered into a cold pool as he glanced at her indifferently.

What we are like is none of your business.

His voice carried an undisguised sharpness and malice.

Peony was not afraid at all. She slightly raised her delicate chin and spoke softly.

"I am fortunate to know you, young lady, but I fear you are too naive to be deceived, so I mentioned it. Are you perhaps angry because your thoughts have been exposed?"

Su An: "..."

Acquaintance?

If we're talking about fellow inmates, then I guess we could count.

Fu Zhun raised his eyes slightly, taking in Mudan's expression with a cold and expressionless face.

Watching this woman gossip and stir up trouble, a sense of suspicion began to rise in his heart.

"A gossipy woman is prone to a short life."

He said something ambiguous and coldly, and Peony on the other side immediately bit her lip, looking indignant.

Su An looked at Fu Zhun with wide surprise.

Who would have thought that the God of Wealth could be so sharp-tongued when he criticizes people?

Fu Zhun looked away and met Su An's bright eyes.

The coldness between his brows faded like melting snow, turning into a deep gentleness. "Don't be careless. There's a lot of trouble here. You have to be careful when choosing people."

Is this a reminder to be careful of the people around her?

However, Su An quickly pulled him over. This straightforward God of Wealth was saying bad things to people's faces!

“I’m already in jail, penniless, what else could anyone possibly want from me?”

She shrugged lightly. Although she was wary, she didn't think everyone was a murderer.

Fu Zhun stared at her intently for a few moments. She didn't know the inside story; it was far more complicated than she thought.

He could only sigh helplessly, "Be careful in everything you do, and I will redeem you as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Su An couldn't help but chuckle; he still remembered those words.

"Absolutely! If you dare to run away, I will absolutely betray you and expose you!"

After a round of soothing conversations, it was unclear who was comforting whom, Fu Zhun only left somewhat reluctantly after Su An urged him to.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was going to spend the night here.

Su An inwardly grumbled, but happily curled the corners of her lips, humming a little tune as she examined the fine goods that Fu Zhun had delivered.

The food alone was piled up into a small mountain. Did they really think she was Zhou Li, that glutton?

Yes, that's good. With these silk quilts and soft pillows, she can finally sleep comfortably tonight.

However, it happened at night.

Su An had just fallen asleep contentedly when a woman's sobbing cries shattered the deathly silence of the cell.

"No, don't touch me! Ugh—"