At the corner of the alley outside the teahouse, Yingtao firmly pulled Shen Dajun into a dark hiding spot.
Yingtao’s face was stricken with panic. What had she just discovered? What? Wasn’t that Maternal Aunt Lin, the most favored one in the Li Mansion? And that man, wasn’t that the eldest young master of the Li Mansion? How come the two of them were together?
Shen Dajun was an honest man and didn’t know what had happened, but seeing Yingtao’s demeanor, he knew they had run into someone they knew. He swallowed hard and asked, "Ying, Yingtao, is it, is it someone from your mansion? Do they know about me and Mrs. Liu? Have they come to catch us?"
Yingtao composed herself, grateful that those two were too preoccupied with their flirtatious quarrel to notice them, otherwise, they probably would have been caught.
"No, don’t worry, it won’t..."
Before Yingtao could finish, a familiar voice came from behind: "Sister Yingtao."
Yingtao’s body shuddered violently, feeling as if her heart could no longer beat.
Panpan called out again from behind, "Sister Yingtao?"
Yingtao closed her eyes in despair. She had just been relieved that they hadn’t been discovered, but now they had been caught so quickly.
"What, what do you want to do? I’m telling you, Mrs. Liu and I are truly in love..." Shen Dajun thought Panpan was there to catch them and quickly pulled Yingtao behind him, speaking frankly before he had even fully thought it through.
Yingtao wanted to interrupt but it was already too late.
Panpan looked at Yingtao as she desperately covered Shen Dajun’s mouth, a smirk forming on her lips. "I thought this man was yours, Sister Yingtao. Turns out he’s not, huh?"
Yingtao bit her lip, turned her head back and defiantly said, "Panpan, I’ve discovered your master’s secret, and you’ve discovered my master’s secret. Now, we’re even. If you go and tell Madam, I will certainly make your Family Head’s affair public. Tell me, which is more sensational? My Family Head’s continued involvement with an old friend, or your Family Head’s illicit relationship with an adopted son?"
By saying this, Yingtao was actually playing her final card. Considering Lin Siyu’s current level of dislike by Madam and the favor she held in Li Chang’s heart, Yingtao believed Panpan would prefer to keep this secret.
However, contrary to her expectations, Panpan just smiled indifferently and said, "My Family Head’s secret is her own. What does it have to do with me? Sister Yingtao, you can’t possibly be naïve enough to think I would loyally keep this matter for her, can you?"
"What, what do you mean?" Yingtao was confused by Panpan’s intentions. This little girl was only ten years old, yet in her presence, Yingtao felt she was dealing with someone full of cunning and complexities, beyond her grasp.
Panpan glanced back at the elegant room on the second floor, the same room where she had just met with Jin Lingling. Now, Lin Siyu and Li Chengzhi, that bastard, should be lying there. The windows were tightly locked; it seemed the two couldn’t wait to be together.
Disdain and hatred flashed in Panpan’s eyes, sending a shiver through Yingtao. This girl, she hated them! Who? Lin Siyu? Or, Li Chengzhi?
"Sister Yingtao, I don’t care at all about your Mrs. Liu’s old flame. But since we’ve come clean with each other today, I’ll tell you the truth: I entered the Li Mansion to make Li Chengzhi die! If he doesn’t, I will not rest easy!"
Yingtao’s eyes widened, and she lost the ability to speak. This Panpan appeared to be only ten years old; how could she harbor so much hatred?