The van rolled to a gentle stop in front of the villa as the golden hues of late afternoon painted the building in warm, inviting light. When Su Wanyan, Mo Xingxue, and little Mo Yan stepped out, the quietness of the place immediately settled over them. The other guests had not yet returned, leaving the grand villa feeling unusually peaceful and empty.
A spark of pure glee lit up inside Su Wanyan. Finally, I can slack off properly.
She didn't hesitate. The moment they entered the living room, she headed straight for the large, plush sofa and flopped down onto it with zero grace. Her body sank into the cushions, limbs sprawling lazily as she let out a long, satisfied sigh. The soft fabric embraced her like an old friend, and for the first time that day, she allowed herself to fully relax.
