Yao Qianshu was speechless, staring at Lin Chang'an with a bewildered expression.

"Hey, what are you doing? We haven't even finished watching yet, and you're already dragging me away?"

The little one nestled in Yao Qianshu's arms, listening to his pounding heartbeat.

He really is just someone who knows how to start a fire.

Lin Chang'an rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "You're stupid, don't drag me into this."

"Hey, give me back my sister. Why don't you go eavesdrop yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Yao Qianshu took a step back while holding Lin Wanwan.

"No way! My dad said that whenever I see Wanwan, I have to hug her as much as I can, or he'll break my legs!"

Lin Chang'an: "..."

This person seems quite different from when they were at odds with me...

Have you heard?

"say what?"

"The Prime Minister wants to divorce his wife!"

"How could that be? I've heard that he's famous for doting on his wife, and that he and the Marquis of Zhenbei are both idols of the women of Bianjing."

"I don't know either. I heard it from someone who works in his residence."

Lin Chang'an and Yao Qianshu exchanged a glance.

For the first time, we were so in sync.

Fifteen minutes later.

The three of them appeared furtively at the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence.

To be precise, outside the dog hole at the back door.

"You go in first."

"You go first."

"I don't want to. What if they beat me to death? My father's line will end. You go first. You have several sons." Yao Qianshu shrank back and said timidly.

"Hey Yao Qianshu, where did your guts go when you used to bully people?"

…

Finally, the three of them happily crawled into the dog hole.

Lin Chang'an followed Lin Wanwan's wishes, with Yao Qianshu following closely behind.

The three of them safely evaded the group of maids and servants and sneaked into the flower bushes in the main courtyard of the Prime Minister's residence.

"It stinks!" Yao Qianshu said, hiding under the flowers and fanning his nose.

"Bring that adulterer up here for me!"

As soon as the Prime Minister finished speaking...

Two servants appeared in the main courtyard carrying a man who was bound hand and foot, with a rag stuffed in his mouth and wearing only a pair of shorts.

Lord Jiang's face was dark, and his eyes were gloomy.