Xiangling went to a store next door to borrow a bench and invited Jiang Hao and Ji Zixuan to sit down.

Number Three stood nearby, holding the child.

Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long before they saw a carriage stop in front of them. Then a woman stumbled out of the carriage, followed closely by a maid.

"My son! My son!"

The woman's face was pale and blue. She ran to No. 3, gasping for air, and quickly reached out to hug the child.

Number Three looked at Jiang Hao standing beside him, and saw Jiang Hao nodding at him.

"Madam, the young master is fine."

The old woman had already checked the child's breathing, and her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down like a heavy stone falling from the ground.

Damn bastard, he actually abandoned his master and ran away!

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman hugged the child tighter and finally burst into tears, her face full of tear marks.

Soon after, several servants arrived.

Before they came, they had heard some rumors, but they didn't know whether they were true or not.

The old woman saw Jiang Hao and the others looking at her and roughly guessed who they were. But seeing that they were too young, she did not believe the rumors.

"You are the ones who saved my little master?"

"Yes, it was this girl who saved your child."

The middle-aged uncle who had said he would testify for Jiang Hao spoke up: "Fortunately the girl came in time, otherwise the child would be in great danger. I don't know how you took care of the child."

"presumptuous!"

When the old woman saw a lowly person blaming her master, she immediately shouted, her face changed, and she looked at the other person with a ferocious look and said, "Where did this unworthy slave come from? How dare he blame my master?"

"Hey you--"

"Uncle, thank you for speaking up for justice. But you can go first."

Jiang Hao heard that this family was of great importance, so in order to prevent the middle-aged men from getting into trouble, he interrupted him and asked them to leave.

The middle-aged man also sensed the danger. He glanced at the vicious old woman and glared at her fiercely before saying to Jiang Hao, "Girl, take care."

After that, they left together.

It turned out that they knew each other.

"Since you are here, we will leave first."

Seeing that the old woman came with ill intentions, Ji Zixian hurriedly stood in front of Jiang Hao.

The old woman ignored Ji Zixuan and lowered her voice to whisper in the beautiful woman's ear: "Madam, isn't this too much of a coincidence?"

They had only been in Beijing for a few days, so how come the young master choked while eating a candied haws and was rescued by a young woman?

After hearing this, the woman pondered over the old woman's words. Then she handed the child to the servant, wiped away her tears, and looked at Jiang Hao with a scrutinizing look in her eyes.

Jiang Hao saved people only out of instinct. Although the old woman's words were soft, she could hear them very clearly.

My previous premonition turned out to be correct. The world is a dangerous place and people’s hearts are no longer the same as they used to be.

She saved a life, but ended up getting herself into trouble.

"Madam, have you finished reading? Can my young lady leave now?"

Xiangling really couldn't stand the way the woman looked at Jiang Hao, so she asked angrily.

"presumptuous!"

The old woman cursed loudly and stepped forward to slap Xiangling, but her raised hand was stopped by No. 3.

Number Three looked sinister, and pushed the woman hard, causing her to stagger. He said coldly, "Stay away from my girl, and don't force me to hit a woman."

"It's the other way around!"

After the old woman steadied herself, she shouted angrily, "Come here, arrest these people who are trying to murder the young master."

Upon hearing this, No. 2 and No. 3 immediately stood in front of Jiang Hao.

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