He seemed to have thought of something, and a struggle appeared on his face.
"Miss Qiao, there's something I don't know if I should tell you."
"Oh? Uncle Fang, you don't need to be so polite with me."
"And there's a letter for you." For some reason, when she mentioned the word "letter," Qiao Lian'er seemed to notice a barely suppressed smile on Fang Hong's face.
"A letter? Who wrote it?"
"The letter was casually stuffed into the bamboo tube without any seal. When I received it, I opened it and glanced at it."
As Fang Hong spoke, he couldn't help but lower his head and laugh, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
"Uncle Fang, are you alright?" Qiao Lian'er wondered. Fang Hong was such a proper person, how could he have become like this? Could it be that he suffered some kind of shock?
"It's alright, I'm fine, little girl, I'm perfectly fine. It's just that the young master is too naughty, sending something like this here."
Fang Hong waved his hand.
His words made Qiao Lian'er even more curious: "Uncle Fang, Young Master Pei is a bit cynical, so I don't care what he writes."
When Fang Hong finally finished laughing, he took out a letter from another pocket.
"Miss Qiao, you can look at it after I leave."
He was a little worried that if he watched it now, would Qiao Lian'er want to hit him?
"Okay." Qiao Lian'er took it, not in a hurry to open it.
Having said what needed to be said and having drunk two cups of tea, Fang Hong took his leave.
He stopped just as he was about to mount his horse: "Miss Qiao, are you all ready?"
“Ready.” Qiao Lian’er nodded.
"Alright, then I'll have an explanation to give to the young master when I get back."
They watched Fang Hong leave and disappear at the end of the street.
Qiao Lian'er lowered her head and opened the letter in her hand. There were no words on it, only a drawing.
However, when she saw the picture clearly, her face turned slightly pale.
"Pei Zhujin, you bastard."
"Do your parents know about this?"
Draw her a picture of a turtle, and say she's a turtle, right?
The turtle in the picture is grinning, as if it's mocking her.
Not wanting to let him off so easily, Qiao Lian'er quickly untied the red ribbon and drove the carriage after Fang Hong.
Fang Hong had just left the city when he heard Qiao Lian'er calling him from behind.
Turning around, he saw Qiao Lian'er chasing after him on horseback and in a carriage, her face full of anger.
Fang Hong knew that Qiao Lian'er had read the letter, and that the matter was quite serious.
Is this a case of settling scores with him?
Instead of stopping, he spurred his horse to gallop.
"Uncle Fang, wait for me, I need you to pass something on to me," Qiao Lian'er called out anxiously.
Fang Hong didn't believe it. Women have many ways of lying, so he whipped the reins hard against the horse.
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