Housekeeper Chen left with a smile.
Yun Qiluo sat alone in the living room, resting her chin in her hand, waiting for Yan Yan to come down.
Soon, the sky gradually darkened, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night was deep, and the lights in the flower beds lit up, appearing dreamlike and ethereal.
She eagerly looked up at the second floor, waiting and waiting, but he never appeared.
Until eleven o'clock, most of the servants had already gone to rest, and only then did someone come down from the second floor.
But it wasn't Yan Yan, it was Wang Ma who had gone up earlier.
Wang Ma was surprised to see Yun Qiluo: "Miss Yun, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"
By this time, Yun Qiluo was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping.
Seeing her barely revived her spirits, and she looked behind at the staircase for a while.
But not seeing the familiar figure, she was a bit disappointed: "Wang Ma, where's the beautiful woman?"
Wang Ma replied: "Sir has already gone to bed; he just asked me to come down."
"Gone to bed?" The young girl was stunned, "He's not coming down?"
Wang Ma looked at her, puzzled: "Miss, were you waiting for our sir?"
Upon hearing that Yan Yan was asleep, Yun Qiluo pouted in disappointment: "I wanted to give him some food…"
Wang Ma immediately understood: "You could have asked me to take it up for you."
"I wanted to give it myself..."
The TV says that to show gratitude, you have to go personally to show sincerity.
She didn't want him to think she was insincere.
Moreover, she hadn't seen him for several days...
Looking at the beautiful little cake in her hand, Yun Qiluo pursed her lips and handed it to Wang Ma.
"I'm not going to eat it, take it away."
Anyway, he's asleep and can't eat it.
Wang Ma took the cake, glanced at her with a hint of pity, shook her head, and headed towards the kitchen.
Yun Qiluo hung her little head and walked outside, sitting on the steps at the door, resting her face on her hands, looking sadly at the vast and mysterious night sky.
The people here were all very kind to her, whether it was Wang Ma or Housekeeper Chen, she liked them very much.
But, it was different.
He was the first to be kind to her, she just wanted to be by his side.
On the second floor, inside an ornately yet simply decorated room.
No lights were on; it was complete darkness.
The tall figure of a man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his features hidden in the darkness, with only a faint outline visible, along with those long, enchanting eyes shimmering with a gleam.
Slender fingers held a phone to his ear.
The voice on the other end was clearly Secretary Qin's:
"Boss, regarding Luo Luo... Miss Yun's matter, we've found some clues."
"There are signs of a fight on the overpass, suggesting that Miss Yun likely didn't jump off voluntarily, and on that day, an unknown force entered the Imperial City..."
Yan Yan's gaze was on the light reflected from the pool outside the window, his voice lazy: "Have we found out who it was?"
"Not yet."
"Keep investigating," he replied lightly.
Secretary Qin continued: "By the way, the matters you instructed regarding the Huang Family have been almost prepared."
At the mention of the Huang Family, the man's expression was leisurely yet dark and dangerous, and he uttered a lazy acknowledgment.
After hanging up, he glanced again towards the direction of the adjacent balcony.
Empty, no one was in sight.
Actually, all the things that happened at home in these few days involving Yun Qiluo, Housekeeper Chen had reported one by one, but... seeing is quite different from hearing.
The man leaned lazily by the window, his exquisitely wicked face exposed in the light.
His fingertips slowly caressed the phone screen.
This little creature, isn't she being a bit too quiet?
Making him almost forget about her.