After dinner, the fat boy took the little kid to dig the soil somewhere. When Song Lianqing came out, he didn't see them outside the yard. Even Zhang Yuechen's Chaochao was not in the yard. Only the three girls who didn't like playing in the mud were still picking flowers and playing house in the yard.

"Angel, have you seen Brother Mantou and Brother Little Candy? Where did they go?"

Song Lianqing walked up to Angel, one of the three girls, squatted down and asked her softly. Angel held the doll and pointed in the direction of the backyard, "Brother Mantou said there were a lot of bugs in the back, so he took brother Little Candy and brother Chaochao to catch the bugs. Uncle can go find them now!"

Song Lianqing glanced at the direction Angel pointed, and then thanked her, "Okay, thank you Angel."

So Song Lianqing walked towards the backyard. Zhang Yuechen was busy and hadn't noticed that Chaochao was not in the yard, so he didn't come out of the house. But it didn't matter, Song Lianqing would find them and bring them back together.

There are no reservoirs or cliffs nearby, but mostly fields and big trees. There are staff members following the live broadcast. As long as the little guys don't go into the woods, nothing will happen. Of course, it is impossible for them to go into the woods, after all, the staff members did not grow up eating vegetarian food.

Song Lianqing went to the backyard. No staff followed him. He walked alone on the path. After walking for a while, he heard some conversation. The voices sounded familiar. Thinking that the little boy was in front of him, he quickened his pace.

When I got closer, I found that there was a pavilion with a stone table and stone benches under the pavilion. A man and a woman were sitting there. The person sitting with his back to him was Qi Xiangyu, and the person sitting opposite him was Luo Yian.

Song Lianqing paused and unexpectedly looked into Luo Yian's eyes. He reflexively stepped back behind a tree, blocking her sight, pretending that he had not been discovered.

In fact, Luo Yian had already seen him. After all, his clothes were too bright compared to the trees, and it was hard not to notice him.

"Don't move, there's something on your face."

Luo Yian came up with a plan. When Song Lianqing looked over again, he reached out his hand to Qi Xiangyu. Realizing that Qi Xiangyu was trying to hide, he spoke immediately. Qi Xiangyu instantly stopped moving. So when Song Lianqing looked over again, he saw Luo Yian gently stroking Qi Xiangyu's cheek with a very ambiguous attitude, and Qi Xiangyu did not reject this ambiguity.

Song Lianqing unconsciously covered his chest. His heart felt like it was pierced by countless steel needles. At this moment, he felt that he was having difficulty breathing. The bitterness and pain in his heart seemed to have touched a magnifying glass, which gradually magnified the pain and made his eyes red.

Song Lianqing took a deep breath, clenched his fists, turned around and left. He walked very quickly, wishing he could escape from this place so that he would not end up in such a miserable state.

"Oh~" Luo Yian retracted his hand, and seeing Song Lianqing running away, he smiled evilly at Qi Xiangyu, "Xiao Yuyu~ your wife got jealous and ran away, do you want to go and coax her?"

"Lian Qing!" Qi Xiangyu heard what Luo Yian said, turned around and saw Song Lianqing's back, was stunned for a moment, then understood something, glared at Luo Yian with gritted teeth, and immediately stood up and chased after him, "Cousin, wait for me."

Luo Yian calmly drank her tea and did not take Qi Xiangyu's threat seriously. "I am helping you. With your snail-like speed, I may not be able to get her back even after I get married and have children. Tsk, you are useless."

Qi Xiangyu used the strength he had when he ran with weights in the army, and soon caught up with Song Lianqing who was walking in front of him. He walked over and grabbed Song Lianqing's arm.

Turning him around, Song Lianqing was stunned for a moment when he looked into his red eyes. He didn't expect Qi Xiangyu to chase him. After a moment's pause, he immediately stretched out his hand to pry his fingers apart and said coldly, "Let me go!"

Qi Xiangyu knew that if he let Song Lianqing go today, something bad would definitely happen. He didn't care about anything else at the moment, and simply carried Song Lianqing on his shoulders and went deep into the forest.

Song Lianqing was stunned by his carry, and struggled hard after he reacted, but he, a man of over 1.8 meters tall, was still no match for Qi Xiangyu, a man of over 1.9 meters tall who was extremely skilled.

"Qi Xiangyu, are you sick?! You have a fiancée and yet you come to mess with me! Put me down!"

Unable to resist with action, he had to start cursing. Song Lianqing was really angry this time, and even his breathing became faster.

Qi Xiangyu was afraid that he would get sick, so he thought that halfway up the mountain was enough, so he put him down, held his face and said anxiously, "She is my cousin, not my fiancée, Lian Qing, you misunderstood."

Song Lianqing, who was struggling, was stunned. The emotions brewing in his chest had not yet had time to burst out as they were instantly deflated after Qi Xiangyu said this.

"Lian Qing, she is really my cousin. We are related by blood. Everything you saw just now was done on purpose. She said there was something on my face, so I asked her to take the picture for me."

Qi Xiangyu frowned and hugged Song Lianqing, who was still panting. He patted his back and kissed his temples. "Lianqing, don't be angry or excited. I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I didn't explain it to you clearly."

Qi Xiangyu apologized to Song Lianqing over and over again, following his emotions, fearing that he would have another attack and be in great pain. When he thought of the last time he saw him have an attack, his whole heart began to ache, as if it was being torn apart from his body, with unbearable pain.

"Asshole!" Song Lianqing hugged Qi Xiangyu's back, wrinkled his clothes, buried his cheek in his shoulder, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qi Xiangyu, you bastard!"

"I'm a bastard, I'm a jerk, I can be anything as long as you're not angry."

Qi Xiangyu didn't care whether Song Lianqing was jealous or not. He only cared that Song Lianqing was very fragile now and couldn't have too much emotional fluctuation. He was ready to stay with him for the rest of his life until the moment he changed his mind.

He would never use the method like what Luo Yian used today in his life. How could he bear to let the person he cherishes feel jealous?

It’s his fault today. If he had been more resolute and slapped his face himself, Lian Qing wouldn’t have misunderstood him. Such a thing would never happen again.