Qingque couldn't help but think about it, and then a slight blush unconsciously rose to her face.

She then quickly shook her head.

Forget it, I don't want to think about that heartless Lin Mo anymore.

After a brief short circuit in his consciousness, the image of Xiao Lan and Ye Mu's final, unrestrained kiss involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Ahhh! Qingque, how could you be so depraved!

Qingque cursed herself fiercely, then suddenly thought of something, and her eyes unconsciously became somewhat vacant.

Soon, the two arrived at Qingque's bedroom.

"Alright, go back to sleep. We have a bunch of paperwork to do tomorrow," Lin Mo said.

Qingque paused for a moment upon hearing this, then nodded. "You should go to sleep early too."

After saying that, he walked into the house, but unconsciously slowed down his pace.

The perceptive Lin Mo immediately noticed that the girl had something on her mind, and he called out to Qing Que.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Qingque was startled and quickly shook her head, saying, "It's nothing, it's nothing!"

After saying that, he rushed into the house and locked the door from the inside.

Seeing this, Lin Mo didn't know what to say and could only give up.

He then pulled out the sheepskin scroll with strange patterns from his pocket, and his heart grew heavy as he recalled the tragic state of the wild shepherd.

I can't sleep yet; there's something I need to take care of.

I can't wait a moment longer.

Lin Mo strode out of the Bureau of Works, boarded the Starship, and headed alone towards the prison.

On the way, he slowly took out his phone and typed "[Xianzhou Prisoner of Human Rights Protection Law]" into the search bar.