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Cheng Mo Su sat quietly on the soft sofa, watching Shaoyi's back as he counted the number of people in the residence. She couldn't see Shaoyi's expression, but she could imagine the coldness on his face. His voice came through like the cold winter outside, "There's one person missing from the kitchen." He reached out and grabbed another servant working in the kitchen, asking coldly, "Do you know where he went?"
The servant lowered his head, afraid to look at him, trembling all over. Although this matter had nothing to do with him, he felt an inexplicable fear in front of Shaoyi's imposing presence. "I... saw him the day before yesterday, but... it seems he hasn't been seen all day on New Year's Eve."
Shaoyi furrowed his brows thoughtfully. He walked over to Cheng Mo Su's side. She had not heard their conversation and was staring blankly at a certain spot, her pupils unfocused. Shaoyi's expression changed slightly; he felt as if he was being surrounded by countless threads, nearly suffocating. He didn't want to see her like this...
"Miss," he said softly. Cheng Mo Su slowly withdrew her gaze and focused on him. Her once rosy lips lost their luster. "It's confirmed that there's one person missing from the kitchen; that person is likely an insider planted in the Cheng Residence."
Cheng Mo Su nodded. No matter how scared she felt inside, without her father, she was the only pillar of the Cheng Family and needed to pull herself together. She smiled gently, her elegant smile carrying a hint of clarity and transparency. "I've seen this person; his name is Azhou. He was introduced to the residence by Uncle Liu about three years ago, which means that whoever wants to destroy my Cheng Family started plotting three years ago."
"Not necessarily," Shaoyi interjected. "It’s possible that the other party just placed an insider here to wait for an opportunity. Initially, they might have only wanted to steal information about your Cheng Family regarding banking matters, but after seeing so many incidents arise, they decided to eliminate you all at once. Think carefully: if you all were poisoned this time, who would benefit the most?"
Cheng Mo Su pondered deeply, her long eyelashes momentarily frozen in thought. She didn't understand her father's work or anything about finance. The Cheng Family was large and attracted attention, so they must have many enemies, but she couldn't recall anyone at that moment. Just as she was deep in thought, Afu ran over to report something quietly into Shaoyi's ear, causing Shaoyi's sharp brows to furrow again.
"What happened?" Cheng Mo Su asked.
"I asked Butler Liu; he got the medicine from Changping Pharmacy. I just sent Afu to investigate; the person who sold Butler Liu the knockout drug resigned yesterday," Shaoyi analyzed calmly, his cold gaze piercing toward the truth behind the scenes. "The fact that the seller ran away indicates that he is involved in this matter; the drug was swapped while it was at the pharmacy. If we speculate further, it seems that the mastermind planted an insider in the Cheng Family not to swap drugs but to extract information. When he learned that Butler Liu had been scolded by relatives repeatedly, he informed the mastermind, who then incited Butler Liu's son Liu Wentang to follow his instructions and take Butler Liu to Changping Pharmacy for medicine. The mastermind then used a trusted confidant planted at Changping Pharmacy to give Butler Liu a packet of poison."
Cheng Mo Su nodded; they had figured out how things unfolded, but they still couldn't identify who this mastermind was. Shaoyi's gaze slowly turned toward the small room where Butler Liu was being held captive. "I estimate we won't get much information from Butler Liu either; he's just a pawn in the hands of the mastermind."
"Shaoyi..." Cheng Mo Su suddenly called out softly. The extra servants and maids exchanged glances and discreetly withdrew.
Before Shaoyi could respond, Cheng Mo Su called out again. Her eyes slowly lifted, filled with sorrow and fear, making Shaoyi feel as if his heart was being tightly gripped. Cheng Mo Su looked at his handsome face quietly as time passed until she found peace in his gaze; only then did she manage a strained smile. "I... still am not strong enough."
"Just occasional weakness, don't take it to heart." Shaoyi interrupted her words. Cheng Mosu looked at his serious expression, and the unusual feelings in her heart slowly gathered together. His voice made her feel particularly at ease. "There won't be any more issues during this time. The insiders he planted have already left, and it will take time to cultivate new ones. From now on, we will conduct stricter checks on those entering the residence, and there won't be any problems."
"I understand." She smiled lightly, pure and beautiful like a lily. "Thank you for being with me when I was flustered, helping me maintain control. I..." Shaoyi shook his head, reached out to pull her up, and their distance became particularly close. Her fragrance wafted around him again, faint yet familiar. They quietly gazed at each other, the image of the other clearly existing in their eyes, indelible.
Feng Yin ran over with small steps. Seeing the situation made her feel quite awkward. Should she report this or not... Forget it, she decided to go for it and said, "Um, Miss, Miss Huang Wei is here. She said she wants to pay you a New Year visit and is waiting outside."
Only then did Shaoyi and Cheng Mosu come back to their senses and pull away from each other. Shaoyi politely smiled and turned to leave, while Cheng Mosu's face turned quite red as she hurriedly adjusted her emotions and said, "Please let Huang Wei in."
It was now around four in the afternoon, a perfect time for afternoon tea. Feng Yin poured Italian Black Tea for both of them and arranged the green silk satin cushions so they could chat comfortably. Huang Wei took a sip of tea, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she teased, "Why isn't Shaoyi here?"
Cheng Mosu had just calmed down from her earlier emotions when she heard Huang Wei's teasing again and anxiously pinched her. "Don't say that anymore."
"Alright, alright, I won't say it." Huang Wei smiled even more happily. "Today is the first day of the New Year. I thought you must be bored since Uncle Cheng isn't home, so I came over to keep you company. You didn't thank me; instead, you pinched me just now! I didn't say anything wrong; I was just asking about someone."
"If you keep teasing me, I won't talk to you." Cheng Mosu's cheeks turned even redder, like peach blossoms blooming in spring.
Seeing that she was ignored, Huang Wei stopped teasing. If Cheng Mosu wouldn't pay attention to her, wouldn't that mean she'd have no fun at all? She laughed and said, "I won't tease anymore. Actually, I came here to tell you something—a huge piece of good news!"
"Oh?" Hearing about good news piqued Cheng Mosu's interest.
"My brother said that the North was unblocked five days ago, and the train is running again! This means your brother Zuwei will be arriving soon!" Huang Wei looked excited, and Cheng Mosu felt happy as well. After these past few days of worries exhausting her mentally and physically, finally there was something pleasant happening. However, she still had one question: "It was blocked for so long; why is it open now? Did something happen in the North?"
Huang Wei's eyes sparkled with cleverness. "Indeed, something has happened. Don't you read the newspapers? Today's paper reported that General Shangguan from Northeast passed away, and now his deputy Lin Hongyao has taken over the General position."
“Who is Lin Hongyao? I remember you mentioned last time that General Shangguan has a son. Why doesn’t he leave the position to his own son?” Cheng Mosu asked, puzzled.
“I don’t know about that. Oh well, it doesn’t matter too much. As long as we’re doing well, that’s what counts! We just need to remember that the people in the Northeast no longer have the surname Shangguan!” Huang Wei said, taking a sip of tea. Cheng Mosu didn’t usually care much about politics, but now she suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen. “Feng Yin, bring me today’s newspaper.”
After chatting for a while longer, Feng Yin hurriedly brought something over, but it wasn’t a newspaper. “Miss, it seems no one delivered today’s newspaper. There’s only this letter.”
“Oh?” Cheng Mosu slowly opened the letter. Her clear eyes scanned the contents quickly, and a bright smile spread across her face, which piqued Huang Wei's curiosity. After asking for a long time, she finally heard Cheng Mosu’s gentle voice say, “It’s a letter from Brother Zuwei. He wrote it a few days ago and said he would arrive in Shanghai on the second day of the Lunar New Year.” Her eyes sparkled even more as she murmured, “The second day of the Lunar New Year is tomorrow.”
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