Qi Jingyu's eyes showed a cunning glint, upon closer inspection, this expression slightly resembled the youthful Li Qingmu.
They say uncles and nephews tend to resemble each other, seems it's true.
Miss Lin Ruochu was unaware that her plan with the Prison Chief had already been uncovered, as she sat there in smug satisfaction!
"Miss, the Gao Family plans to use the same trick to frame and slander you!"
Night had fallen deeply, the boathouse poetry gathering had ended, and Miss Lin was heading home.
As the carriage arrived at the entrance of Lin Mansion, a butler-like figure approached, lowered his voice, and whispered beside her.
Lin Ruochu sneered, "Let them come! When the time comes and we catch them red-handed, not even jumping into the Yellow River will clear their name!"
"Heh heh, indeed, if this goes through, we'll really owe him thanks!"
The butler said this with a sly smile.
