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Zhu Jiangci did not deny it. He stood at the side and watched as Song Cheng swept his gaze across the tomb while he toasted to Chu Shixiong.

When Song Cheng was almost done, he asked, "Young Master, do you want to come over to my place?"

"Yes."

The last time he had followed her, he had not entered the house.

This time, Zhu Jiangci came to the place where he lived alone with him. When Zhu Jiangci entered the house, he discovered that the courtyard was very clean and the environment was quiet, suitable for the old man to live in.

Song Cheng invited him to sit down and then brewed a pot of tea.

"Xu Shu, if you're not used to living here by yourself, tell me."

"Nothing to get used to. It's good that I live here." Song Cheng smiled and poured some tea for him, "Take a look, this is the Dragon Well that was just delivered."

Zhu Jiangci picked up the teacup on the table and gulped it down.

"Young master, this isn't how you drink tea. You have to take your time."

"Xu Shu, you know I'm not interested in this kind of thing." Zhu Jiangci did not like drinking tea, nor did he like to meddle with such things. He was usually so busy that he had no time to rest.

Song Cheng laughed, "You and Young Mistress's personalities are really different. She knows a lot about the art of tea, and in the past, when Old Master was still at home, Young Mistress would often play chess with him and make him some tea."

"Is that so …" Was there so much detail he hadn't noticed?

Song Cheng glared at him, "Young master, you don't need to think too much about it.

In front of Song Cheng, he could completely relax his mind and body, and was not afraid of the other party spying on his thoughts.

He knew he shouldn't regret it, but what could he do? The moment he let her go, he regretted it. He didn't want to do it, he didn't want to be a saint, and he also didn't want to learn that letting go is love.

If not for the fact that he was physically and mentally exhausted when he saw Su Qiao An, he might have still acted on his own will.

"Am I right?" Zhu Jiangci revealed a rare confused expression, he did not know whether he was asking Song Cheng or himself.

Song Cheng paused, "I think young master, you should know this answer better than me."

He knew he was right.

When Su Qiao An chose to leave, he did not want to return to the past, even if he was still there.

Zhu Jiangci felt that Su Qiao An was clearly more heartless than anyone. She left by herself and trapped him in that place, preventing him from walking out.

"Why did my dad choose her?" He was asking why Chu Shixiong had insisted that Su Qiao An marry him.

Song Cheng sighed lightly, "It's because Young Mistress is very similar to a person, she has the same determination, maybe it's because Young Master was moved by this point, Young Mistress might not know, that when Young Mistress's mother's affairs were handled by us, you did not see how pitiful Young Mistress was when she was standing alone in the mourning hall, originally Master told me that he wanted to take her as his adopted daughter, but after realizing that she had feelings for you, he changed his mind."

"Did he ever think that it would be inappropriate for us to be together, that it might ruin the lives of two people?"

Song Cheng nodded his head, "I have, but you are too similar to Master, he sees that you are more accurate than anyone else. Young Mistress must be the most suitable person for you, Master just did not expect you to put up a resistance for so long, and did not expect that the situation would become more and more serious later on, and also underestimated Young Mistress's tenacity."

Originally, Su Qiao An was not suited to this kind of place.

It wasn't because their Chu Family were amazing or that the threshold was that high.

Rather, it was because Su Qiao An and them were people from different worlds, so a perfect match made sense to a certain extent.

The education Su Qiao An received and the people she came into contact with were all completely different from them, which was why she was so out of place when she first married into the sect.

If she really had to speak of regret, then it would be regret when they forcefully pulled a pure and kind girl into this big vat, forcing her to grow up, forcing her to take on the scolding and rolling her eyes that she didn't even have to endure.

Every single person in the Chu Family were all sinners, and every single one of them were the culprits.

"Tell me more about her." Only when others kept mentioning this person would he not feel that Su Qiao An had never appeared.

As Song Cheng made tea for him, she told him a lot about Su Qiao An.

There were some things that Zhu Jiangci understood, but he did not tire himself by knowing it, and wanted to know it over and over again.

Night came.

The wutong tree in the courtyard rustled under the wind, and the window in the room was ajar. Zhu Jiangci lied on his bed with a silver chain in his hand, and at the bottom of the chain was a ring, a woman's ring.

A quarter of an hour ago, Song Cheng gave him the thing, saying that Su Yun had left all of it behind before he left.

The reason why they had never given it to him was because they felt that he seemed to be somewhat resistant to Su Qiao An leaving.

He never wore a ring.

The ring was shameful to him. It reminded him of a humiliating and ridiculous marriage to another woman.

He didn't know where he had thrown the ring. He didn't even know where to look.

This ring had also lost its owner, the person he thought had no importance.

Song Cheng went out to pour some water. Seeing that the lamps were still burning in the eastern courtyard, he could not help but sigh softly.

They did not wish for Zhu Jiangci and Su Qiao An to walk that path.

It was like two parallel lines, crisscrossing and then completely separating.

Song Cheng turned and went into the kitchen to grab a bowl of soup and knocked on the door.

When the door opened, he said, "I can see that you haven't had anything to eat tonight. If you're hungry, you should drink some soup. It should be considered a pad for your belly."

"Thank you." Zhu Jiangci took it.

Before he closed the door, Song Cheng asked, "A few days ago I saw the news about the Jiang Clan's bankruptcy and liability. Young Master, was it you who did it?"

Zhu Jiangci was startled, but he did not deny, "I did it."

He could tolerate the Jiang family sucking blood from him like a blood-sucking bug, but he could not tolerate deceit.

When he confirmed that Jiang Kerou was not the person he was looking for, he felt like a clown being played around with in his palms.

If he was wrong from the start, then all his years of tolerance and love had turned into a joke.

Originally, he didn't want to be so decisive. After all, after having known each other for so many years, it wasn't as if he didn't have any feelings for her.

It was only until he found out about Jiang Kerou's actions that he could no longer endure.

Because of this, he was also afraid and did not dare to approach Su Qiao An.

Even if Jiang Kerou was the executioner, he must be the one who handed the blade to Jiang Kerou.

He had lived half his life, and he suddenly realized that he was a joke after living for so long.

In his heart, he wanted to abandon the Jiang Clan, throw away the past and start anew.

These selfish thoughts disappeared without a trace after coming into contact with Su Qiao An.