If Miss Bai didn't say a word, then Zhao Muyun would keep silent.
Just when Zhao Muyun was thinking about what topic to continue the awkward conversation, Bai Ruolan asked:
"Well, my second uncle didn't do anything to you, did he? Why haven't I seen him come back?"
What! Second Uncle?
It turns out that Bai Shouren is not Miss Bai’s biological father, but her uncle!
This is much easier now!
Zhao Muyun was immediately shocked and became alert.
"You mean the second master Bai who came with me to the grassland!" Zhao Muyun said with regret, "He's dead!"
"Dead, isn't he?"
Bai Ruolan stared into Zhao Muyun's eyes.
But from the look in her eyes she seemed to take it for granted.
After all, she also knew that Bai Shouren was plotting to kill Zhao Muyun. Now that Zhao Muyun was back, Bai Shouren was dead. He must have been killed by Zhao Muyun!
"Well, he died at the hands of the Tartars!"
Zhao Muyun met Bai Ruolan's gaze without avoiding it.
"Oh, so he died at the hands of the Tartars."
Bai Ruolan patted her chest with her tender, white hands and breathed a long sigh of relief, as if all the psychological burden was gone at once.
"He is your uncle, you must not be sad?" Zhao Muyun asked curiously.
"Life and death are determined by fate. What's so strange about that? What's the point of being sad?" Bai Ruolan smiled slightly, revealing her white teeth.
"Haha, you are quite open-minded!"
Zhao Muyun wanted to chat a few more words when someone in the store shouted, "Miss, someone is looking for you!"
Bai Ruolan seemed to want to talk for a while longer, but the shouting in the store sounded like a life-threatening sound.
"Sorry, I have to go back!"
"Then go ahead! See you again if we have the chance." Zhao Muyun was reluctant to leave.
"See you again if... we're destined to meet again."
Bai Ruolan glanced at Zhao Muyun again, lowered her head, and turned to go into the store.
After Zhao Muyun watched Bai Ruolan go in, he asked Shi Yong to lead the horse and leave.
I hadn't walked far when someone suddenly shouted from behind: "Mr. Zhao, please stay!"
Zhao Muyun stopped and looked back, only to see a man who looked like a waiter chasing after him quickly.
"What's wrong?"
"My lady asked me to pass it on to you!"
The waiter took out a lucky bag, handed it over and left.
Zhao Muyun took it, opened it and saw a hairpin inside.
What does this mean?
Zhao Muyun was puzzled.
Shi Yong said from the side: "Boss Zhao, the gift of a hairpin and fork shows that the lady really appreciates your masculinity!"
So that’s how it is. Zhao Muyun felt happy.
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