When she saw that man, Huang Rong's eyes instantly filled with tears. It took all her strength to keep them from falling.
Song Qingshu sighed, took off his outer robe, and draped it over her shoulders, covering her bare arms. "I'm here. It's all right now."
Hearing his gentle voice, Huang Rong could no longer hold back. Tears spilled from her eyes, and the coldness and distance she had forced herself to maintain shattered in an instant. She threw herself into his arms and began to sob softly.
At that moment, she did not want to think about their identities or the condemnation of public opinion. She only wanted to hold this man tightly.
Yet Song Qingshu sighed inwardly. Since Huang Rong was the only one here, it meant his judgment had been wrong. Yingying was probably in grave danger...
That bastard Zhang Rou truly harbored ill intentions. He had not wanted him to reunite with his wives, but his method had not been to gather them all in one place as Song Qingshu had imagined. Instead, he had deliberately lied about where the three women were hidden.
According to Zhang Rou, Yue Lingshan should have been at Baoshi Mountain, yet it was Huang Rong whom he had rescued here. Then Ren Yingying certainly would not be at Qingtai Bridge. Yue Lingshan must be there instead; Yingying should be in Liuhe Pagoda, where Zhang Rou had claimed Huang Rong was being held.
Unfortunately, by the time he understood everything, it was already too late. Yingying was probably already...
Feeling his body stiffen, Huang Rong finally realized that since he had chosen to save her, he had clearly abandoned Miss Ren and Miss Yue—she did not know that Zhang Rou had deliberately mixed up the order of the women's locations and