"I couldn't tell before, but you're pretty convincing at playing tricks!"
In the room, Long Yue stood right beside Li Qingmu, but from where Qian Yi was looking, he couldn't see her. She smiled and spoke, reaching out to straighten Li Qingmu's loose hair.
"It was my lady's idea."
Li Qingmu smiled faintly, gently patting away his little wife's mischievous hand. Realizing that he did look rather frightening, he quickly went inside to freshen up.
Coming out refreshed, Li Qingmu was in a good mood. The investigations by Old Marquis Feng and the others had concluded that he was a complete protector of his own. Now that his precious grandson was almost strangled, no matter how capable Qian Yi was, he couldn't escape this calamity.
No matter how capable Long Yue's sister was, she couldn't challenge Old Marquis Feng for an unworthy pawn.
This time, Qian Yi was doomed!
