Luo Bing was startled and hurriedly pulled herself out of Song Qingshu's arms. She stood to one side, quietly wiping the tears from her face, showing only her back toward the source of the voice.
She still thought of herself as a married woman, so it had merely been an instinctive reaction. But she soon realized that her bond with Fourth Brother Wen had already come to an end. What married woman was she anymore? Thinking of this, Luo Bing could not help feeling sorry for herself.
Song Qingshu had long noticed someone approaching, but Luo Bing had been grieving at the time, so he had not exposed the intruder's presence.
"Isn't Brother Linghu wandering around here by himself as well?" Song Qingshu had originally wanted to explain that he had gone the wrong way, but then he thought, Why should I explain myself to him? So he casually brushed it off.
The newcomer was naturally Linghu Chong. Not long ago, he had also come out from Rongguo Mansion. He had been discovered by the guards inside, and unlike Song Qingshu, he did not possess such superb lightness skill. After exhausting himself to shake off his pursuers, he had barely escaped when he ran into Song Qingshu being intimate with another woman. His anger immediately flared.
"You!" Linghu Chong nearly choked on his breath. After a long while, he finally replied, "I just went into Jia Mansion to investigate Little... Yingying and the others' whereabouts."
Song Qingshu shook his head. "It seems that in a crisis, your first thought is still your junior sister. Both times, she was the first one you mentioned."
Linghu Chong opened his mouth, then finally let out a faint sigh. "Yingying is your wife now. You can save her yourself."
Song Qingshu smiled and did