Qing'er thought that it was probably because there was a word "Chu" in the name.

But Qing'er didn't know him.

Zhuang Rongjun looked at Qing'er and shook his head, and the doubts in his heart became even greater.

In fact, it’s not just Qing’er who has doubts;

Zhuang Rongjun finally told Qing'er about the matter.

She did not tell Qing'er about Qin Zichu's true identity, but only said that he was a good friend in the capital who grew up with her. This time, she asked her to come to Renhe County to inquire about Qing'er's news.

"You mean, your friend Qin Zichu might like me and wants you to take me to the capital?" Qing'er, who was originally full of doubts, was even more confused.

Why would a stranger from the capital know him? Why would that person want the person in front of him to redeem him? Why would he let him go to the capital?!

There were doubts one after another, and neither Zhuang Rongjun nor Qing'er could find the answers.

"But I really don't know your friend." Qing'er said firmly.

Seeing Qing'er's bewildered look, Zhuang Rongjun knew he wasn't lying. She asked, "Then are you willing to go to the capital with me to see Zichu?"

Qing'er shook her head almost without hesitation.

"I don't know her."

He would not just follow a stranger, even if that person helped him.

After being redeemed, he recognized Zhao Chuchu as his sister. Not only was Liang'er by his side, but also Zhao Chuchu, Zhang Xiuyuan and others. They had become his family, and he was no longer alone.

He likes his current life very much and doesn't want to leave.

Even though the capital is a prosperous city that many people yearn for, even though the so-called Qin Zichu would like him.

But it's too ridiculous. Whether it's true or false, Qing'er won't dwell on it because he doesn't want to disrupt his current life.

Qing'er's answer was within Zhuang Rongjun's expectations.

To be honest, if it were her, following a stranger casually would not be naivety, but a sign of mental illness.

"Okay, since you don't want to, I won't force you."

However, Qing'er still thanked her for what happened to those people. He would never forgive those who hurt him, nor would he feel the slightest bit of guilt for their deaths.

His heart is hard.

The brothel was a hive of good and bad people, and if she had been so soft-hearted as to live there for more than a decade, she would have been devoured to pieces long ago.

After leaving the teahouse, Qing'er carried the food and quickened her pace back to the pastry shop.

Before he arrived, he saw Liang'er looking around at the door. When she saw him come back, she immediately came to greet him.

"Brother Qing, why did you come back just now?" Liang'er looked him up and down, her words revealing her worry and concern.

"I'm fine, it's just that there were too many people and there was a queue, so it's a little late. Let's eat quickly."

Liang'er helped him take out the packed food, and secretly observed Qing'er. After realizing that he was really fine, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that the sudden deaths of those people would affect Qing'er.

In the afternoon, Liang'er secretly looked at Qing'er from time to time. Seeing that he was the same as usual, she finally felt relieved.

The matter of Zhuang Rongjun was just an episode for Qing'er and had no impact. Although he was curious sometimes, he would not get to the bottom of it.

…

Lin Liansheng was standing beside a luxurious carriage, carrying a bag on his back and holding Xiao Lansheng's hand.

He turned his head and looked at everything around him.

Today is the day that Zhuang Rongjun leaves Renhe County and returns to the capital, and he and Lansheng will also leave with her.

This was the first time Liansheng had left Renhe County in more than ten years, and he couldn't describe how he felt.