Night fell.
Saturday night was even noisier than usual, especially in a metropolis like Dongshui City.
Yet the Xu Family estate was silent, without a single human voice, as though it had entered midnight ahead of time.
All the servants had been strictly ordered by the Butler to remain in their rooms, forbidden from going outside or working, lest they disturb their masters, who were in poor spirits.
In one bedroom, the crisp clatter of a keyboard rose and fell.
"This morning, A Sheng and Yun Shuang received another commission."
"It was a sorrowful commission: a declining family, a wise family head blinded by greed, a child timid by nature yet forcing himself to grow up, hearts gradually changing..."
"A family that had once been happy, a family that could have regained its vitality and found happiness simply by giving up a few things, ultimately still shattered like a crystalline snowflake striking the ground."
"Under Yun Shuang's analysis, A Sheng found and captured the Backstage Black Hand—a pitiful old man likewise blinded by greed. Everything had been the old man's scheme; he had orchestrated it all. With A Sheng's comfort, Yun Shuang once again recovered from the truth behind the incident."
"The family head who was taken away said one final thing: 'Don't be too greedy. Heaven has already given us a door, so don't hope for another window as well.'"
"Yun Shuang knew where that door was, but where was the window he spoke of?"
"Saturday night, 2019/7/6."
A jade-like finger gently pressed the power button, and silver hair fell over the keyboard.
The darkened screen reflected a flawless, smooth face. Her pure eyes shone in the screen like the stars in the night sky outside.
She stood and left the bedroom, moving slowly through the quiet corridor.
After