A wall enclosed the backyard, with a semicircular entrance.
Yan Wen hid behind the wall and poked half his head out to look toward the gazebo. The others split into two groups on either side, copying his pose as they hid behind the wall.
Mo Chengzhou stood behind Yan Wen, leaning against the wall with one hand on his hip.
Yan Wen's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed inwardly, "Woohoo! What are they doing? In broad daylight, too. Aren't they afraid someone will catch them?"
Xiao Qi explained, "They're servants at the estate. They've already figured out that no one comes here at this hour, so they dare to be this brazen."
"Whoa, this is getting less and less suitable for public viewing. Wow! Their clothes are all off."
At that, Mo Chengzhou frowned slightly and pulled Yan Wen over. "Kids shouldn't watch things like this."
"I'm already an adult, okay?" Despite his protest, Yan Wen didn't resist.
"Xiao Qi, tell me what their relationship is."
"Sure thing! These two met at the estate, and they've already had several secret rendezvous like this. The man is Wang Yong, thirty-six, and the woman is Zhang Ying, thirty. They took a fancy to each other three months ago."
"And Zhang Ying has her sights set on your grandfather, too."
"What?!" Yan Wen couldn't help shouting in shock, alerting the two in the gazebo.
Wang Yong scrambled to his feet. "Who's there? Come out!"
Xie Zhiwen and Wu Guilan appeared before them, both looking displeased. Wu Guilan's brows were tightly knit. "You two had better explain yourselves."
Zhang Ying had her clothes draped over her, the fabric slipping off one shoulder as she pleaded repeatedly, "Madam, we won't do it again. We're sorry. Please forgive us this once. We'll be more careful from