Divorce with three kids? I'll build a house and eat meat, driving my in-laws crazy.

Chapter 274 Tiger Skin Chair
Clinging to a sliver of hope, Magistrate Chu got into the carriage: "Come on, all of you come with me."

They now have to race against time to catch him before Manager Qian notices anything amiss.

Chu Xiu was surprised that his father would personally take charge, pulling Xiao Yishan onto the carriage road: "Hurry up, hurry up."

Manager Qian had already returned home, and he kept pacing back and forth, as if he had something on his mind.

The servant stepped forward and asked with concern, "Master, would you...would you like to sit down and rest?"

No one knows what the magistrate and the master said, but he seemed to have lost his soul as soon as he came back.

Shopkeeper Qian stroked his beard and asked, "What's the name of that kid we just bumped into?"

The servant scratched his head. "Ah, I don't know. But he's helping that little brat sell candied hawthorns. That little brat is the third daughter of the Li family in Chenjia Village."

"Chenjia Village? The Li family, Li Ruru?"

"My lord, I...I don't know her name." He never cared about a woman's name.

I just don't know why the master asked this.

Could it be... could it be that the master has taken a liking to her?

That can't be right. She's over thirty. How could the master possibly be interested in her?

No, the master's taste seems rather peculiar.

Thinking of this, before Manager Qian could speak, he took the initiative to say, "Master, I'll go and inquire, and I'll be back soon."

Shopkeeper Qian nodded, "While you're at it, ask her who else is in her family."

"Oh, sir, don't worry, I can find out even about her dog."

The servant didn't go to Chenjia Village; instead, he went straight to the street and found a few little kids.

These children have bought and eaten a lot of candied hawthorns, so they should know something about the Li family's situation.

A little kid said, "Oh, you're asking about her family? I know, my parents both work in her family's workshop."

The servant beamed with delight, picked out a string of coins, and said, "The more you say, the more money I'll give you."

"Let me start. She has three daughters: one named Chaochao, one named Peipei, and the youngest named Yinyin."

After he finished speaking, the servant readily gave him a coin.

Seeing this, the others raised their hands, indicating that they also knew quite a bit.

Soon the servant received a satisfactory answer, and he ran back to Manager Qian and said, "Master, Madam Li has three daughters, and there are four other men living in her house."

"Is that her son?" Manager Qian asked.

"No, she didn't have a son, and she was divorced because of that."

Among those men, one was a doctor, another was named Liao Chuxiu, another was Xiao Wu, and the third was a young man surnamed Xiao.

Manager Qian's lips twitched. What Liao Chuxiu? It's clearly Chuxiu.

His page was named Xiao Wu.

Manager Qian had a very clear understanding of the situation of Magistrate Chu's family.

What did the magistrate of Chu mean by placing his son in the home of a peasant woman?

Manager Qian couldn't understand it, but he didn't investigate further.

He simply asked, "Young man surnamed Xiao? What's your name?"

He was vaguely afraid, and his voice began to tremble.

"Xiao... I think his name is something like 'mountain,' oh right, it's Xiao Yishan."

The servant patted his head, thankful that he had memorized these names, so he could make a good impression on his master today.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the master's face was as black as ink.

This isn't right; the plot shouldn't be going this way.

Shouldn't the master praise him for being reliable and reward him with some silver?

Not getting what he expected, the servant only saw Manager Qian suddenly collapse onto his luxurious tiger-skin chair.

He was muttering something under his breath.

The servant mustered his courage and took two steps closer.

"He... that kid actually didn't die? That's impossible. He clearly fell down from such a high place."

Manager Qian felt dizzy and tugged at his clothes.

He was taken in by the Hu family and lived there for a long time, so he was familiar with the name Xiao Yishan.

The woman's voice still seemed to echo in my ears, "Our Yishan is so good, so wonderful."

Manager Qian said to his servant, "Go and close the gate. Don't let anyone in today."

The image of Xiao Yishan flashed through his mind inexplicably, and he suddenly remembered that he had seen him in Chenjia Village before. He had felt inexplicably uncomfortable then, and now everything made sense.

That little bastard from the Xiao family is really lucky.

Two images of Xiao Yishan overlapped in his mind. Manager Qian took a sip of cold tea, forcing himself to remain calm.

Xiao Yishan seemed unresponsive every time he saw him. Could it be... that he didn't remember him?!

Shopkeeper Qian was so excited he almost jumped up; he must have fallen off the cliff and lost his memory.

"Master, master!" The servant rushed in.

"What's the panic?" Manager Qian said somewhat displeased. "The door doesn't need to be closed. Everything remains the same."

"Manager Qian, is this how you treat your guests? Knowing I was coming, you actually closed the door."

The voice of Magistrate Chu suddenly drifted over.

As soon as Manager Qian turned his head, he met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Looking at the clerk and the head constable behind Magistrate Chu, there was nothing he didn't understand.

Even though he was already trapped, Manager Qian still showed no sign of surrendering.

"Magistrate Chu, didn't we just meet? Is there something you need?"

Magistrate Chu didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "Xu Qian, you are suspected of murdering Butcher Hu and Xiao Dashan. We have both witnesses and physical evidence."

I advise you to stop struggling and just surrender.

Shopkeeper Qian sneered, "A witness? You can believe a little brat's words?"

Chu Xiu burst out laughing, "If you didn't kill anyone, how would you know the witness was a little kid?"

Isn't this a classic case of "protesting too much"?

Xiao Yishan stepped forward, staring intently at the murderer who killed his parents, clenching his fists.

"What goes around comes around. If you hadn't bumped into me today, my memory wouldn't have returned. It's all your own fault."

Whoosh—ah—

The Qian family servant was suddenly slit in the throat.

"Idiot!" Manager Qian spat out a mouthful of phlegm and kicked him away in disgust.

It's all that idiot's fault. There were so many people on the street, yet he had to bump into Xiao Yishan and even bring back his memories.

He didn't know what kind of physical evidence Magistrate Chu was referring to, but he knew that if the magistrate could come to arrest people in person, he was definitely not going to survive.

Since I can't survive myself, there's no need to keep this idiot alive.

The servant's eyes widened in disbelief; he died without ever understanding.

He had perfectly completed the task assigned by the master, so why did the master kill him instead of giving him a reward?

Magistrate Chu stroked his beard. "Xu Qian, you've taken another life."

Great, we hadn't found any physical evidence yet, but now we have a bunch of witnesses at the scene.

Chu Xiu pointed to the chair behind him, his eyes shining, "Dad, look what that is? Isn't it a tiger skin?"

Shopkeeper Qian's lips curled down, and he picked up a still-burning candlestick and smashed it over.

With a snap, the spilled candlelight burst into flames.

Xiao Yishan and Xiao Wu rushed over and extinguished the flames in a few moments.

The tiger skin is quite thick and is basically intact.

"Men, kill them all!" Manager Qian shouted at the top of his lungs.

The servants of the Qian family stood in the courtyard, but none of them stepped forward.

They weren't fools. No matter how arrogant they usually were, no one dared to make a move against the government officials now.

Only someone with a mental illness would dare to confront the government head-on.

The servants all had the mentality of working for someone else; if the boss went bankrupt, they could just find another job.

There's no need to risk your life and fortune for your boss.

"Men, seize him!" At the order of the head constable, the well-trained constables rushed forward.

Manager Qian gritted his teeth. He had already killed so many people, so a few more wouldn't make a difference.

Now that we've been discovered, let's fight to the death.

Give it a shot; maybe there's still a glimmer of hope.

He looked at Chu Xiu, his large, pincer-like hand gripping his neck.