After Fu Yanting carried Mu Zhiliu back, he told Lord Fu about his encounter with Master Ding.
When Lord Fu heard this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and strode to the place where Master Ding was imprisoned.
When Young Master Ding saw Master Fu, he immediately begged for mercy, saying, "Master Fu, please let me go because my father and you were both officials in the same dynasty."
Lord Fu looked at him coldly, then picked up the whip beside him and said angrily: "How dare you speak rudely to my daughter? I will beat you to death today!"
After saying this, he waved towards Young Master Ding.
Young Master Ding cried out in pain.
Normally, Lord Fu doesn't seem to care about Fu Kanghong's marriage, but if any man dares to bully her, he will never show mercy.
Young Master Ding's cries of pain were heard from the room.
Fu Xingcheng, Fu Yanting and Mu Zhiliu were listening outside.
Fu Xingcheng said with a smile: "This is still considered light. In the past, if any man dared to look at my third sister for even a second, my father would step forward and give him a few slaps in the face."
Mu Zhiliu listened, and her hand unconsciously stroked her cheek.
Fu Yanting, who was standing by, asked Mu Zhiliu, "Brother, how is your leg?"
Mu Zhiliu quickly came back to his senses and said, "Much better."
Fu Yanting said, "That won't work. I'll let Chen Yin come and show you."
Mu Zhiliu waved his hand and said, "No, it's just an old injury. I just need to rest for a while."
"That won't work either." Fu Yanting insisted, and ordered Fu Xingcheng: "Go and send my brother back to his room. I'll go find your sister-in-law."
Fu Xingcheng smiled and replied, "Okay, big brother."
Fu Yanting turned and left.
Fu Xingcheng helped the reluctant Mu Zhiliu back to his own yard.
On the way, Mu Zhiliu intentionally or unintentionally asked Fu Xingcheng about Fu Kanghong.
"What does your third sister like to eat?"
Fu Xingcheng immediately became interested after hearing this and said with a smile: "My third sister, she likes to eat cherries."
Mu Zhiliu was delighted when she heard this, and she remembered it in her heart. Who knows, Fu Xingcheng said: "I remember one year, the son of an old man from our neighboring family fell in love with our third sister, and secretly bought cherries for her. My father found out, tied him to a tree, and stuffed dozens of cherries into his mouth."
Mu Zhiliu's smile gradually froze and he couldn't help but twitch his cheeks.
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