Some hours ago,
Mo Ying had stepped out of his study. The sky was already turning dark, and for the first time in a long while, the quiet of the evening didn't pull him back into his cold solitude. Instead, he found himself wanting no, needing, to see Lin Xu.
Ever since Lin Xu entered the Mo residence, something in Mo Ying had shifted. Normally, he never left his study or his room unless absolutely necessary.
But now… now he felt relieved knowing there was someone he could lean on when he was tired. Someone he could tease and play with when he was bored. Someone who made him feel alive again.
What more could any man want?
A faint smile touched the corner of his lips as he started walking, until a maid hurried toward him.
"Young master," she said, bowing slightly, "the First Lady would like to meet with you."
