Dongzi was also stunned and stammered, "Third, Third Master, you...what do you mean?"
"Aren't you going to give me a wife? I'll take it."
"But, but you let me go."
"Why don't you leave and stay here to get in the way?"
Dongzi's eyes widened, "This, this, this..."
He was just joking!
Who on this mountain doesn’t know that the Third Master is not interested in women?
Could it be that you haven't met anyone good-looking before?
Miss Song, you are indeed pretty.
Dongzi has not read much, so I don’t know how to describe it. Anyway, I think it’s beautiful no matter how I look at it, and I can’t find any fault with it.
However, in his opinion, Miss Song had an aura that made her difficult to approach.
Not as approachable as Feng Xun, Feng Xun is still the best.
The main thing is, Miss Song may not agree to this.
Was Mr. San infected by his Pekingese who is in heat recently and is hooking up with bitches everywhere?
Song Qingci was also so nervous that his heart was beating like a drum.
I didn't expect that Mr. Fu San, who looks like a decent man, is actually a lustful man?
With his looks and figure, is he still lacking women?
Dongzi was speechless, and Fengxun was about to explode again. Song Qingci could only hold Fengxun down and stepped forward to greet him, saying, "I want to talk to the Third Master."
Mr. Fu San turned and walked in, his back straight, walking like a dragon and a tiger.
This man...
Really doesn't look like a bandit.
Song Qingci comforted Feng Xun, "Wait for me outside first. Don't worry, the Third Master is not a bad person."
Mr. Fu San, who was walking in front, paused, raised the corner of his mouth, and revealed a hint of coldness.
Feng Xun reminded her worriedly, "Miss, if you need anything, just call me. I'll be waiting for you at the door and won't go anywhere."
Dongzi: "Me too!"
Wherever the person he likes is, there he is.
That is, are you still going to hit me with the stick?
If he doesn't fight, he won't be able to gain sympathy!
Song Qingci followed Mr. Fu Sanye in, thought for a moment, and did not close the door.
This is a very wide hall that can accommodate hundreds of people without feeling cramped.
Mr. Fu San walked straight to the throne covered with white tiger skin, took out a string of beads from somewhere and twirled them in his hands. He looked at the woman who was standing alone in the middle of the hall, looking quite pitiful, with a half-smile.
But he knew that the woman in front of him was not as weak as her appearance appeared.
Even a little white rabbit can bite people when it gets angry.
Song Qingci looked at the shining beads in his hand, feeling extremely nervous and not speaking first.
"Little girl." Master Fu San spoke slowly.
What year was it when she came to ask for help from me?
That seems to be the Lantern Festival?
The lights flickered, and he stood behind the curtain looking at the luxurious cars and dazzling lights outside. The prosperity and bustle had nothing to do with him.
At that time, he was successful and famous, and very popular.
His subordinates said that there was a little girl outside who insisted on breaking in to see him, and said that she would rather die by stabbing herself if she couldn't see him.
He hated being threatened the most, and frowned: "If she dares to do that, come and see me again."
The subordinate said that she had already done that...
Behind the curtain, she knelt on the ground, pressing her hands tightly against the wound on her abdomen, and expressed her demands.
After she left, he opened the curtain and saw the blood on the ground had solidified into blood flowers.
His eyes were cold, with a hint of pity and mockery: "I hope he is worthy of your infatuation."
In just a few years, when they met again, everything had changed, for both of them.
But Mr. Fu San knew that this young woman was ruthless and determined to risk everything.
I just don't know if she regrets it now.
Song Qingci didn't know that she had such an encounter with Third Master Fu before, so she replied softly, "Third Master, I've been married before, so I'm not a young girl anymore."
Mr. Fu San didn't respond. He paused for a moment and said, "What are you going to do this time?"
Song Qingci was stunned.
this time?
Is there a last time?
She must have been overthinking it.
She didn't know him and had no relationship with him except Dongzi.
She concentrated and replied carefully, "My husband has changed his mind and is disgusted with me; his mistress is very powerful and she forced me to go up the mountain."
"What a coincidence?" Master Fu San chuckled. "You know Dongzi, and then you happened to be forced to go to Huaishan?"
Song Qingci was horrified.
This man is indeed very meticulous.
"I used retreat as a pretext to advance and bribed that woman's maid." Her tone grew colder as she spoke. "I know my ex-husband. He despised me, but he hated others acting on their own even more."
Even if she left, Sun Xiaodie would be hated by Jiang Jingchu.
"What do you want?" Mr. Fu asked again.
Song Qingci lowered his eyes and said, "I want to stay here temporarily for a few months, waiting for my family to come and pick me up. I won't stay here for nothing. I can cook, so you can help out in the kitchen. I also know medicine, so anyone in the mountains who has a headache or a fever can come to me."
She wouldn't take out the banknotes unless it was necessary.
Money can be a temptation. If Mr. Fu San becomes greedy and holds me hostage to blackmail my family, he will probably not stop until he has drained the house dry.
Mr. Fu San was twisting beads in his hand, his eyes slightly narrowed, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.
Song Qingci restrained his expression and held his breath, not daring to utter a word.
"How do you face your family?"
This question was unexpected and inappropriate, so Song Qingci was stunned for a moment.
She thought to herself, it’s none of your business.
But when you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
If you want someone to take you in, you have to be well-behaved. Who would want to take in a troublemaker?
It's not like you're being taken advantage of.
"Before I got married, my mother told me that I would definitely regret it."
When Mr. Fu San heard this, he thought about the first time he saw her, kneeling outside the curtain, weak yet tough, and what he was thinking was, there really is such loyal and persistent love in this world.
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