In the courtyard.
Little Chunzi was walking along the pavilion with a sad expression on his face.
Behind him followed a woman and three children at a steady pace. No matter how many signals he made with his eyes, he couldn't shake off the annoying sticky group after them. They crossed one fake mountain after another in the garden, and the Young Master's mansion was just ahead, but he couldn't shake them off.
What should he do about this?
Liu Sisi noticed Little Chunzi's distress. At this moment, she had no other choice. Even though she was anxious, she maintained a calm expression on her face.
Especially since what she held in her hand wasn't a small knife but a half-tree branch. In order to survive, she couldn't care about the details.
"Little Chunzi, where are you going in the middle of the night?"
Suddenly, a lovely girl's voice came from the side: "Eh? Where did the woman and the children beside you come from?"