After I became a passerby, I saved the villain's family

Fu Jichu turned around.

Song Ayao walked towards him step by step.

"Who let the young lady in?"

Fu Jichu frowned tightly.

"Ayao, please go out first. It's too dirty in here..."

Fu Jichu put down the whip in his hand and tried to pull her hand.

Song Ayao withdrew her hand and looked at him expressionlessly.

“Why smuggle salt?”

Fu Jichu's hand paused.

Then a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Ayao, what are you talking about? How could my second uncle do such a thing..."

"Then why did you arrest him?!"

Song Ayao pointed at the unconscious Jiang Cijin.

"I......"

Fu Jichu looked at Song Ayao.

"Ayao, some things are not what you think."

"Good boy, can you go back first?"

Fu Jichu coaxed softly.

Song Ayao sniffed.

"I'm going to take him with me."

"No!" Fu Jichu refused coldly.

"Why? What grudge does he have against you?!" Song Ayao asked in a serious voice.

Facing her questioning, Fu Jichu didn't know how to explain.

"Don't ask about this matter. He must die today!"

"I won't! I'm going to take him away!" Song Ayao glared at Fu Jichu fiercely, "I'll see who dares to stop me!"

After saying that, she ran to Jiang Ci Jin and was blocked by two strong men.

"Step aside!"

Song Ayao stretched out her hand and pushed the two strong men to the sides.

She was so strong that the two strong men staggered after being pushed by her.

"Ayao!"

Fu Jichu was extremely angry and spoke in a harsh tone.

Song Ayao didn't care and walked forward to untie the rope on Jiang Cijin's hands.

"What are you all standing there for?! Hurry up and pull the young lady down."

Just as the two sturdy men were about to attack, they saw Song Ayao take out a dagger from her arms.

He pulled it out of the sheath with a "swish".

Song Ayao pointed the tip of the knife at her neck.

"Who dares to come and try?"

Song Ayao's eyes were full of determination.

Fu Jichu was shocked by her action.

What followed was endless sadness.

His Ah Yao, now, for an outsider, actually confronted him...

"You must take him away today, don't you?"

There was a hint of hurt in Fu Jichu's tone.

Why on earth?

What's so good about this man?

"Yes, I will take him away no matter what!" Song Ayao said firmly.

Pain flashed across Fu Jichu's eyes.

He closed his eyes and looked at Song Ayao.

"Ayao, do you know who he is?"

Who is it?

"He is Mr. Luo Ci, who was invited by the Xie Mansion..."

"His true identity is the third son of the Duke of Dacheng's mansion, Jiang Cijin."

Fu Jichu spoke coldly.

"What did you say?!"

Song Ayao was stunned.

The third son of the Duke of Zhenguo’s Mansion?

Isn’t he Mr. Luo Ci?

Isn’t he the businessman hired by the Xie family?

How could he be someone from the imperial court?

There was confusion in Song Ayao's eyes.

"The Xie family is not his employer, but his maternal family."

Fu Jichu continued.

"I did have some grudges with him before, and he approached you in order to find something to hold against me!"

"Why do you think a son of the Duke of Zhenguo would want to get close to the daughter of a gang family?"

Song Ayao's eyes flickered.

"But even so, I won't take his life."

"It's the royal family. Someone in the royal family wants to kill him!"

"So, Ayao, you can't protect him, do you understand?"

Fu Jichu observed Song Ayao's expression, and when he saw that her expression had relaxed a little, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come here, Ayao. Give the knife to your uncle. I will take you back first..."

Song Ayao's unfocused eyes stared at Fu Jichu steadily.

"Second Uncle, aren't you...the one who hates the royal family the most..."

"Why are you helping the royal family kill people now?"

Fu Jichu was stunned.

"Since you hate the royal family, you should oppose them and protect them at every turn!"

"Why?!"

"Why did you kill him?!"

Song Ayao's voice was tinged with tears.

Fu Jichu clenched his hands tightly, and his eyes were filled with ripples.

Of course it’s because of you!

Because you protected him, he wouldn't allow him to live!

"Don't worry, Ah Yao, your uncle will find you a better playmate..."

"I don't want anyone else!"

The tears in Song Ayao's eyes finally fell.

"I like him! I only want him!"

She cried out at the top of her lungs.

Fu Jichu's face turned pale.

"What did you say?"

Song Ayao wiped the tears from her face.

"I am pleased with him."

“He is the most important person to me.”

"I don't care who he is, I just want him to be alive!"

Fu Jichu couldn't believe what he heard.

His A Yao, standing in front of him, said that she liked another man.

He is the most important person to her!

Fu Jichu's lips trembled slightly, and he stammered, unable to speak.

"Second Uncle, I must take him away today."

"If you stop me, I will die with him!"

After Song Ayao finished speaking, she untied the ropes on Jiang Ci Jin without saying a word.

She put Jiang Ci Jin's arm on her shoulders, put her arms around his back, and led him down the stairs step by step.

Song Ayao passed by Fu Jichu without looking away.

"Second Master..."

Seeing Song Ayao bringing the people out of the basement, Hei Jue on the side became a little anxious.

Are you really going to let the lady take him away? !

Fu Jichu stared ahead in a daze and felt Song Ayao passing by him.

He didn't turn around, his eyes full of hurt.

"let her go......"

"Second Master!" Hei Jue said anxiously.

"let her go!"

Fu Jichu shouted frantically.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

The men retreated hastily.

Song Ayao supported Jiang Ci Jin and walked out of Dinglong Casino.

"Miss!"

Qingqing was standing outside the door, and when she saw the two people come out, she immediately went to greet them.

The two men lifted Jiang Ci Jin onto the carriage and drove towards the Qinglian Courtyard.

Song Ayao looked at Jiang Ci Jin, whose face was in pain, and the sadness in her heart poured down like the heavy rain outside.

Taking out a handkerchief from her sleeve, Song Ayao gently stroked his cheek, wiping the blood off his face bit by bit.

Why lie to her?

Why not tell her the truth?

Why let her know this after she really fell in love with him?

The sadness in Song Ayao's eyes was hard to conceal.

My second uncle is right about one thing.

How could the young master of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion fall in love with a girl who came from a bandit family?

She and he, after all, are from two different worlds...

Thinking of this, Song Ayao felt a lump in her throat.

Finally, I couldn't hold back my emotions anymore and tears fell down.

Her shoulders were shaking with suppression, and her sobbing voice was like that of a wounded animal, echoing in the carriage for a long time.

Listening to Song Ayao's suppressed and sad cry, Qingqing's eyes were full of heartache.

She had followed the young lady for so many years, but this was the first time she saw her so sad.

Miss......

At the gate of Qinglian Courtyard.

Jiang Ruoli stood in the rain with an umbrella, looking forward anxiously.

Finally, a carriage came galloping over.

When the carriage stopped, Jiang Ruoli hurried forward.

"Miss Song, what's wrong?!"

When the car door opened, Song Ayao and Qingqing came out, supporting the unconscious Jiang Cijin.

Seeing Jiang Ci Jin covered in blood, Jiang Ruoli covered her mouth in shock, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Third brother..."

Yilin quickly took Jiang Ci Jin and carried him to the carriage of Xie Mansion.

Song Ayao looked deeply at Jiang Ci Jin's figure until he got on the carriage.

"Thank you Miss Song for saving my life!" Jiang Ruoli said gratefully.

If it weren’t for Song Ayao, my third brother would probably have died here today.

Song Ayao looked at Jiang Ruoli.

"You are from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion."

Not a question, but an affirmation.

Jiang Ruoli paused.

She actually knew?

"Yes..." Jiang Ruoli did not deny it.

Song Ayao closed her eyes lightly with a sad look on her face.

After a while, she opened her eyes.

"Don't come here again."

"I'll just pretend I never knew him."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the yard, closing the door tightly.

Jiang Ruoli frowned tightly.

What happened?

Thinking of Jiang Ci Jin's body covered with injuries, she didn't have time to think more.

He quickly got on the carriage.

"Quick! Go back to Xie Mansion!"

Song Ayao stood inside the door and heard the sound of galloping horses getting farther and farther away.

"Qingqing, let's go back to the gambling house."