"In the middle period, including walking back and forth, you generally can't do much."

Unless...unless Qi Xingyun is a three-second fast man!

Luo Fengtang understood what Yang Ruoqing said.

He said nothing and was lost in thought.

After a moment, he asked Yang Ruoqing: "What do you think about this matter? Is it another painful plot directed and acted by Zhou Xia?"

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips: "Directing and acting out her own tricks is her specialty. However, this time, I feel something has changed."

"What happened? Tell me about it," he said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Xiaohuan saw with her own eyes that there were traces of broken melons on Zhou Xia's body."

"This means that she is with a man today."

"And that man is probably not Qi Xingyun."

"Why not Qi Xingyun? I can't guess what's going on here. However, when she jumped into the pond like this, I personally feel that she was jumping to show Qi Xingyun." Yang Ruoqing analyzed.

Luo Fengtang looked sideways at her, even more puzzled.

"What's going on with other men? I have nothing to do with Qi Xingyun, so why would you show me off to him? I don't understand!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, "I'm also puzzled. Maybe she wants to die to make her determination known as her last struggle."

"I want Qi Xingyun to see her sincerity and get a chance. After all, Qi Xingyun went to the banquet at noon today and didn't eat half of the cakes. He also gave her some words of instruction." She said.

Luo Fengtang let out a long sigh.

"It's too complicated. It makes my head hurt. I don't want to talk about her anymore. It has nothing to do with us!" He said, then withdrew his gaze and looked straight ahead.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"I no longer want to talk about her, but there is one more thing I must talk about," she said.

Luo Fengtang asked: "Which one?"

Yang Ruoqing freed up a hand and patted his shoulder gently.

"That coat of yours!"

"Now, if you are afraid that she will be exposed, give her the one that covers her body." She said.

"You keep saying that you don't want to interfere with her business, but you don't hesitate to take off your coat and wrap it up for her. It seems like your cousin has a sharp mouth, a cold face, and a warm heart!"

She teased deliberately.

Hearing this, Luo Fengtang couldn't sit still, so he jumped up from the stool and turned to face her.

"Qing'er, you misunderstood!" he said.

"At that moment, I just saw her standing in front of everyone like that, and my uncle and cousin Zhou Wang also forgot to cover her up."

"That look was so ugly. It was a disgrace to our old Luo family. I had no choice but to take off my clothes and cover her up," he said.

"You know how I treat Zhou Xia, in my heart, Luo Fengtang, you are the only one, Qing'er, other women..."

"Oh, okay, stop swearing!" Yang Ruoqing directly pressed back his raised right hand.

"I'm just teasing you. Don't I know what kind of person you are?" She smiled and said.

"Then, even if you don't take it off, I will urge you to take off your coat and cover her up." She added.

"It's not only the face of our old Luo family that has been lost, but also the face of our women, hey!"

Speaking of this, Yang Ruoqing shook her head, looking helpless.

Luo Fengtang suddenly said again: "I don't plan to take that coat anymore."

"Why not? Good clothes can be bought with money, not from floods..." Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Zhou Xia has worn it, and I won't wear it again."

Yang Ruoqing said: "There's no need for this..."

Luo Fengtang said: "In that regard, I have mysophobia, Qing'er, just follow me."

Yang Ruoqing said: "Okay, I respect your decision."

While the two were talking, Luo Fengtang's hair had already been wiped almost completely.

Yang Ruoqing found another comb and tied up his hair.

"Hey, why is my man so handsome? There are no blind spots at 360 degrees!" She clicked her tongue.

We have been together for several years, but the novelty and attraction have not faded, but are increasing day by day.

There are so many men in the world. In the past few years, I have traveled north and south, doing business, etc., and I have found many outstanding men.

However, in my eyes and in my heart, I always felt that he was the best and the most unique.

No matter where you go, no matter who you interact with.

Whenever she mentioned him, she was the most proud of him.

Even when others call her "Mrs. Luo", the sweetness and joy are beyond words.

"Qing'er..."

While she was distracted, Luo Fengtang's voice suddenly reached her ears.

"Here you are, what's wrong?" She came back to her senses and asked.

Luo Fengtang said: "After watching it for several years, are you still tired of watching it?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment.

Luo Fengtang continued: "Among the men you come into contact with, there are many who are better-looking than me."

"Qi Xingyun, Mu Zichuan, and Zuo Junmo..."

"All of them are well-dressed..."

Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was covered by her hand.

"What are you talking about?" She looked at him and said seriously.

"No matter how good others are, beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and I only like you."

"You are my man and the father of my baby. You may not be the best man in the world, but you are the most suitable man for me. This is enough!"

"Qing'er..." Luo Fengtang's face was full of emotion and he looked at her deeply.

"I haven't seen enough in a lifetime, let alone a few years!" she said again.

Luo Fengtang smiled, stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, "Qing'er, you are so kind!"

"I'm just good to you!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Yeah, me too!" He nodded, and the two hugged each other tighter.

…

In the courtyard of Lao Luo's house.

Zhou Xia took a long bath in the bath bucket, changed into clean clothes, and then lay down on the bed.

Luo Daye brought her brown sugar and ginger water and fed her to drink it.

"Xia'er, what's wrong with you today? Are you trying to scare your mother's soul out?"

Luo Da'e asked helplessly, with a look of shock on his face.

Zhou Xia shook her head, but when facing Luo Da'e, she didn't want to say anything.

I don’t think it’s worth talking about. If I say it, it won’t help anything, but will only hinder me.

"I'm sleepy and want to sleep. You all should go out." Zhou Xia said with an indifferent look.

Luo Da'e sighed, put down the bowl in her hand, stood up and left the house.

After a while, Zhou Xia's painful moans and groans came from the room.

Luo Daye entered the room and found Zhou Xia's cheeks flushed, her brows furrowed, and a large amount of cold sweat rolling down her forehead.

Luo Daye leaned over and touched Zhou Xia's forehead, and her tentacles were hot.

"Oh, brother, Zhou Wang, come here quickly, Xia'er has a fever, she's burning like a charcoal stove..."
Chapter completed!