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Feng Qiyue picked up the white bun on the ground and walked back with a limp. Her little brother was waiting at the door and her sister told him not to move. He just stood at the door and didn't go anywhere.

"Didn't that evil woman bully you?"

"No, I said it already, no one is allowed to bully us siblings, what about it?" You don't believe what your sister said? " Feng Qiyue bent down to pass the bun that had its skin peeled off to her subordinate and patted his head.

Little Brother Feng looked at his sister's messy hair that had been tidied up. He reached his hand out to take off the dried up leaves on top and said with a smile, "I believe you. I have always trusted you."

"Eat!" Eat it, quickly grow up! "

"Yes, I need to grow up quickly and protect my sister!" Little Brother Feng said vaguely as he took a bite of the white bun.

"But elder sister, if you touch my head again, I might really not be able to grow any longer."

Feng Qiyue laughed heartily. "Alright, alright, I won't touch it anymore!" However, this sentence was spoken while stroking his little brother's head.

Little Brother Feng chewed on the most delicious white bun in the world and felt very relieved.

The next morning, Yang Lanhua waited until Feng Qiyue had left home before quickly getting up and getting ready. She planned to go to the mountain ditch village today to tell that idiot that she had sold Feng Qiyue.

But as soon as Yang Lanhua walked out of the house, she saw a group of people carrying palanquins towards her house. She recognized the servant of Gu Changnian, the owner of the Peach Blossom Village.

A tall servant walked up to Yang Lanhua, looked down at her, and said, "Sister-in-law Yang, we are Old Master Gu's servants. We are here to take Feng Qiyue back to marry Young Master, do you think we can call Feng Qiyue out now?"

Wealthy people were always better at handling matters than poor people. Even the servants had to learn how to advance and how to retreat day by day. Even though they looked down on Yang Lanhua and despised her with their eyes, they still gave her face by saying those words.

Yang Lanhua looked at the group of people with a displeased expression in her heart. I was just about to earn a fortune when you guys came. Humph, don't even think about it!

She pointed at the crowd and said loudly, "You guys want to pick it up just because you said so? Why should I? "

"The marriage between these two families was already set by Uncle Feng when he was still alive. Did he not mention it to you?" The servant suppressed his anger and continued to patiently explain.

Yang Lanhua thought for a moment. It really was the case. Before she left, her father-in-law had indeed said that the Gu family would come pick Feng Qiyue up in a year's time.

"No!" I've never heard of such a thing! " Yang Lanhua denied it flatly. "You think you can take her away with just a few words? Whose house is this? Do you think you can take my sister away with your mouth?"

He tiptoed and looked at the people behind the servant. "I won't allow this. What else can you do?" Do you really think that the laws of this world are gone just because you're rich? "

The servant looked at the shameless woman in front of him, unable to contain his anger. "If you don't give me face and refuse it, then we …"

"Gu San, don't be rude!" A crisp but weak voice came from the sedan chair, interrupting the servant's words.

The curtain was lifted, and a thin man dressed in scholarly robes came down. He held Gu San with his right hand, while his left hand held a handkerchief to his mouth and nose. His face was pale, as if he was in white, and weak to the point of being unable to withstand the wind.

"Yang family's sister-in-law, it was our fault, we were rude. We didn't inform you before suddenly visiting, it's our fault, please forgive us." Although the man's words were polite, his tone was not the least bit weak. It was completely different from the weakness of his body.

"Cough …" Cough … "Cough …"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he began to cough. He quickly covered his mouth with a handkerchief. His knuckles had already turned white. It was obvious that he was enduring the pain very painstakingly.

Yang Lanhua looked at the sickly, delicate, and elegant man in front of her. She thought to herself, 'It seems like the rumours are true. Wu steel.'

"You're pretty good at talking, but you want to take him away with you with just a few words, don't even think about it! Go out and find out who I, Yang Lanhua, was afraid of! "

Gu Qingzhang's eyes flashed a hint of unhappiness when he heard this, but he quickly covered it up. He twitched his mouth and said in a cold tone, "Hehe, the Yang family's sister-in-law is mistaken, we are not here to rob them. That year, when Uncle Feng came to borrow money from my house, he had signed the Agreement of Sale." He then took out a piece of paper and smiled, "This is the contract from back then. Please look at it."

The combination of a scholar's elegance and a rich family's tactfulness was flawless. People couldn't help but sigh at Gu Qingzhang's shrewdness. "Besides, the scholar's words were tactful. He was obviously trying to sell his daughter, but it ended up becoming a loan of silver to the scholar.

Yang Lanhua took the indenture contract and glanced at it. She didn't look at it anymore. How many girls from poor backgrounds could read? She started to stutter, but after some thought, she came up with an idea. What she knew best was that she did not understand anything. Just as she was about to speak, a voice came from the side.

"Brother Siyue!" You're here too? "

Feng Qiyue ran forward with a face full of surprise and hugged Gu Qingzhang tightly.

Everyone looked at Feng Qiyue's actions in shock. This girl was too shameless, hugging a man in broad daylight …

"Cough …" Cough … Cough … "Auntie …" Mother, girl, quick... "Let go …" Gu Qingzhang felt like he couldn't breathe. If he didn't let go now, he was going to die.

Gu San was the first to react and pulled Feng Qiyue away, supporting Gu Qingzhang: "Master, are you alright? "Young Master!"

Gu Qingzhang took a deep breath and swallowed his saliva. He waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine. Don't hurt that girl." He was about to die, but he still said don't hurt the girl. It was like how Liu Bei dumped Ah Dou in exchange for Zhao Yun's determination. Gu Qingzhang was really kind.

Looking at the weakened Gu Qingzhang, Feng Qiyue wanted to step forward but was stopped by Gu San. "Brother Siyue, it's me, July!" she said urgently. She saw that this man's former comrade-in-arms, the Wind Siyue from the October Group, looked exactly the same.

What Siyue, this is my Young Master Gu Qingzhang! "Where did you get that wild girl from, get lost!" Gu San glowered at Feng Qiyue.

Gu Qingzhang caught his breath and waved Gu San behind him, "Lady, you said you're July just now. Are you Feng Qiyue?"

Feng Qiyue looked at the familiar face but felt a strange aura. She nodded dumbly.

Seeing the girl nod, Gu Qingzhang revealed a faint smile.