The house remained silent as Lixue stood from the piano, the last echoes of her playing fading into the vast space. Her footsteps echoed softly as she walked back to the living room, her thoughts still in a whirlwind.
Sinking into the couch, she stared at the ceiling, her mind running through everything she needed to prepare for.
Allowing her mother to go to the Nangong estate wasn't just an emotional decision—it was a logistical one. She had to ensure that her mother's needs would be met, that the care promised would be delivered, and that Nangong Jiantao wouldn't simply forget his promises once her mother was under his roof.
Reaching for her phone, Lixue scrolled through her contacts until she found the number Mo Ran had given her—a private investigator he often relied on for delicate matters. Hesitating for only a moment, she tapped the number and brought the phone to her ear.
