When the two people with weird relationship went on with their 'miracle-making' within Xiang Linxin's room, the clock just struck 1 AM. The nighttime of that fake world was as cold and dark as the real one. While some people huddled together or hid under their blanket for a bit of warmth, others took advantage of the time to do stuff that should never be brought to light.
At one of the rooms in the Xiang family mansion, two people spoke softly to each other, their voices heavy, as if they were discussing a particularly important thing.
"Bo. I feel uneasy…"
"What's the matter, dear?"
"Liu Jinjing made a will that her daughter will inherit everything she owns, including the whole Liu family, their businesses, and their extensive mines, once she becomes 22."
"I know."
"Bo, it's only two days away."
One of the voices belonged to a woman, the other to a man, both not from young ones.
