Sun Nianyao followed Fu Huairou all the way, hesitated for a while, and couldn't help but speak, "Godmom, let's just let Shen Qingqiu go?"

"What else?!" Fu Huairou paused the steps under her feet, and she turned around suddenly, her sharp eyes pierced into Sun Nianyao like a knife, and got it in her eyes, "Isn't today's affairs enough to teach you a lesson!"

Sun Nianyao bit her lip, "I thought this matter would be foolproof..."

"Do you think?!" Fu Huairou sneered, and his eyes looked at Sun Nianyao full of irony, as if he was looking down at a humble ant, "If I hadn't protected you just now, would you think you could leave here safely?"

Sun Nianyao's eyebrows were lowered, unable to see the emotions in her eyes, but she clenched her fists with her hands hanging down, "The kindness of my godmother to me is unforgettable."

Seeing her attitude so obediently, the anger on Fu Huairou's face faded a little.

She took a deep breath and calmed the anger that was hovering in her chest, "Okay, this time it's just a lesson."

It was a lesson for Sun Nianyao and also a wake-up call for himself.

She always thought that Fu Tingshen was just a toy to keep by Shen Qingqiu, and would naturally give a few points when they were in a good mood.

But she never expected that Fu Tingshen would tear apart this seemingly maintained kindness for a woman.

Especially when she thought of the warning in Fu Tingshen's words and the bloodthirsty resentment surrounding him, she couldn't help but feel a little more fear and fear in her heart.

"It's getting late, you can go back first." Fu Huairou said this and left without looking back.

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Qinyuan.

Aunt Pei told the old lady everything that happened in the horse farm.

Mrs. Fu paused her movements of pruning flowers, "You said Qingqing fell off the horse?"

"No." Seeing that the old lady looked nervous and did not dare to hide anything, Aunt Pei quickly explained, "Miss Shen still has some time to stay with her, but she actually returned to the horse's back in a critical moment."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Fu was relieved secretly, but her eyebrows were still filled with a faint worry, "It's fine if it's fine, it's fine if it's fine."

Hearing such a thrilling scene, Mrs. Fu lost the leisure and elegance of building flowers and plants.

She put down the scissors in her hand and looked at Aunt Pei with her eyes, "Then is she injured?"

"It is said that Miss Shen injured her feet." Aunt Pei looked at the expression on the old lady's face, hesitated for a moment, and said lightly: "It's a coincidence that I heard that this time the incident was done by the eldest lady's goddaughter some time ago.

It’s a blessing for the young master to take into account the relationship between blood and love.”

Mrs. Fu frowned slightly. Just as she was about to say something, she heard a shrill cry outside the door, "Mother, Mother..."

Hearing Fu Huairou's voice, the old lady's eyebrows and eyes were filled with indifference.

Seeing the situation, Aunt Pei couldn't help but feel a hint of boredom in her eyes.

Since Fu Huairou came to Haicheng, it can be said that the old lady has complained about it every few days. After all, it is nothing more than Fu Tingshen, who is now grown up, so why don’t he take her as an aunt seriously?

But as a bystander, the eldest young master is so disrespectful to her, and she is asking for trouble!

"I will only say a lady when I go?" Aunt Pei raised her eyes and looked at the old lady.

I thought the old lady would choose to agree, but I didn't expect to say: "Let her come in."

The daughter she gave birth to herself was the most clear-headed. She only turned a blind eye to what Fu Huairou had done over the years.

After all, the palms and backs of hands are all flesh.
Chapter completed!