Muzichuan didn't mince words either.

"What's wrong with the adopted daughter of one family and my beloved Qing'er? Can you, Luo Fengtang, take care of it?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Luo Fengtang frowned, a trace of violence flashed across his eyes.

"I'll say it again, Qing'er is my wife, and if you try to take advantage of her, you're poaching me. I'm going to beat you up!"

Luo Fengtang said, clenching his fists.

Mu Zichuan glanced at the sandbag-sized fist, and a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.

But he acted like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water.

"If you have the ability, beat me in front of Qing'er, so that Qing'er can see clearly what a rough and unreasonable person you, Luo Fengtang, are!" Mu Zichuan shouted.

His eyes were looking for Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing stood aside, really wanting to be invisible at this time.

She looked at the two people who were at war with each other.

Luo Fengtang seemed to really want to beat Mu Zichuan, and his fists were raised.

But because of Mu Zichuan's last words, Luo Fengtang hesitated.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing with a complicated expression.

It seemed that she was really worried that his fist would really damage her image in her heart.

And Mu Zichuan was obviously really wary of Luo Fengtang's fist.

But he still pretended to be there.

"Okay, okay, you two, stop making trouble and get down to business!"

Yang Ruoqing glared at both of them and said angrily.

Luo Fengtang was a little depressed, but still lowered his fist.

Mu Zichuan raised his eyebrows and snorted proudly.

Unfortunately, he just groaned and let out a cry of pain.

"Ah, it hurts..."

A handsome face turned white.

Luo Fengtang also raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It must be a little uncomfortable to apply gold and wound medicine..."

Muzichuan gritted his teeth: "You did it on purpose!"

Luo Fengtang shrugged, looking innocent.

"How could I do this on purpose? If you don't believe it, ask Qing'er..."

Mu Zichuan really turned his aggrieved eyes to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing touched her nose.

"Well, you really misunderstood Tang Yazi this time. When the golden medicine was poured on the wound, it was a bit burning and stinging. It will be fine after a while," she said.

Muzichuan still looked angry.

"You could have sprinkled it on the wound little by little, but he insisted on pouring it all over. This is revenge on me!" he said.

Luo Fengtang smiled.

"Mu Zichuan, I found that you are really good at messing around!"

he said.

"If you are a man, don't make a fuss about such trivial matters, okay?"

"You are like a porcelain doll that breaks into pieces when touched. We are both men, so I am embarrassed for you!"

"Luo Fengtang, you..."

Mu Zichuan was angry.

He snorted coldly, turned away, and said no more.

Luo Fengtang neatly helped Mu Zichuan treat the wound, and then stood up straight.

"Don't touch the wound with cold water for two days, and avoid spicy and sour food. It won't cause any serious problems." He said to Mu Zichuan.

The latter responded with a cold snort.

Luo Fengtang shook his head and was too lazy to bother with Mu Zichuan. He turned around and said to Yang Ruoqing: "It's almost dawn, let's go!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He glanced at Mu Zichuan again: "Don't talk about what happened tonight. I don't want others to know that this thief is in our hands."

When Mu Zichuan turned to face her, his expression changed.

He smiled like a spring breeze blowing on his face and nodded repeatedly.

"Qing'er, you can rest assured, I have a sense of discretion in my heart." He said.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the wound on his arm again: "Then if someone asks about your wound..."

"I accidentally scratched it myself," he said quickly.

Yang Ruoqing showed a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

"Well, then you can rest and I'll come visit you another day."

She said, the last sentence was a polite comment.

Muzichuan stood up in surprise: "Really? Then I'll wait for Qing'er to come over and play at any time..."

Yang Ruoqing has black lines all over her head.

Someone was waiting at the door with a face darker than the bottom of a pot.

The arm holding the thief kept tightening, and the poor thief rolled his eyes in pain as he felt someone's growing anger.

He struggled on Luo Fengtang's shoulder, making whining sounds from his blocked mouth.

He was using his life to remind Yang Ruoqing that it was time to go.

If he doesn't leave, he will become cannon fodder again.

Yang Ruoqing came to her senses when she heard the noise.

After looking at the sky outside the window, I really couldn't delay any longer.

She said goodbye to Mu Zichuan and hurriedly walked towards Luo Fengtang.

The two people left the house and went to the long alley outside, and Mu Zichuan followed them out.

"Qing'er, remember what you said, you must come to visit me another day..."

What responded to him was the sound of Luo Fengtang grinding his teeth.

Yang Ruoqing didn't bother to respond to Mu Zichuan and pulled Luo Fengtang up: "Forget it, let's do business first!"

In the darkest hour before dawn, the two men unknowingly brought the thief to the backyard of Tianxiang House.

In a room used to store firewood.

This house is some distance away from the stove in front. Only when the firewood in the stove in front is burned out, will any man come to the firewood house in the backyard.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, no one will come.

The firewood in the kitchen in front happened to be carried over yesterday, and it was enough to burn.

As for the keys to the woodshed, apart from Yang Huazhou's, there is another key in Yang Ruoqing's hand.

The two men entered the woodshed, lit a small fire, and began to interrogate the thief throughout the night.

The interrogation process is simple.

It's just violent questioning.

Give me a slap, a kick, and ask again.

However, Yang Ruoqing's arm was sore, but the thief still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

He will not tell his family whether he is alive or dead, nor will he reveal who is behind the scenes.

Yang Ruoqing was a little tired, rubbing her arms and sitting aside, watching Luo Fengtang's interrogation.

Things are clear at a glance.

This thief must have been sent by Rich Man Li to steal the land contract.

Rich Man Li knew that he was going to court, and he knew that the fake card in his hand was untenable.

Therefore, he simply ordered someone to come and steal the real thing.

This is the most direct and simple way to take the land as your own.

But Rich Master Li didn't expect that the thief would be caught by her and Tang Yazi.
To be continued...