Chen Shaobei remembered.
When he and Jiang Zhi were talking in the Warm Pavilion, someone had been eavesdropping outside.
When he chased after them, he only caught a glimpse of a goose-yellow skirt hem.
And today, Qi Xiuwei was wearing a goose-yellow dress.
Chen Shaobei's expression instantly darkened.
He questioned Vice General Zhang closely, "Be clear. Who exactly told you?"
Vice General Zhang pointed at the young maidservant behind Qi Xiuwei.
"It was her."
Qi Xiuwei started, turning to look.
Her personal maid, Caiyun, lowered her head guiltily.
"Caiyun, you..." Qi Xiuwei was stunned.
Shen Ningning's gaze was complicated. She remembered that when she told Qi Xiuwei the truth that day, Qi Xiuwei had this same maid with her.
'Perhaps Caiyun was the one who eavesdropped, not Qi Xiuwei?'
Shen Ningning just didn't think Qi Xiuwei was that kind of person.
Caiyun saw the heavy, dark gazes of the crowd fall upon her.
