That evening, Gu Zi tucked the children into bed early, then sat quietly with Su Shen in the house, waiting for Jiang Yao to arrive.
It wasn't until the dead of night that Jiang Yao once again scaled the garden wall, slipping into the courtyard like a cat burglar. When he landed in the flowering crabapple tree, he nearly had a heart attack—his nerves frazzled, his palms sweaty.
But when he peered down and saw that the big, terrifying dog was nowhere in sight, he finally let out a breath of relief. Gu Zi must have taken the dog away, he thought.
