Suddenly, a few curses broke the silence of the night, "Damn it!"
The voice sounded familiar, probably those scoundrels like Niu Er.
Worried about being discovered, they quickly shut up, followed by the sound of footsteps, moving from near to far, and eventually disappearing into silence.
Song Tingfan was very angry, his lips nearly bitten through, but he didn't want to scare his sister-in-law, so he forced himself to calm down and comforted, "Sister-in-law, it's all right now, go to sleep."
He added, "Sister-in-law, don't be afraid."
"With you here, little brother-in-law, I'm not afraid."
Lin Qiao wanted to say she was more afraid of him, cough, compared to the cowards who climbed walls and a villain tormenting people, the difference was immense.
A simple sentence, yet it made Song Tingfan feel a bit relied upon, as if he mattered a little, and he firmly said, "Sister-in-law, I will protect you."
Fearing she might not believe it, he added, "Really."
