After arriving at the guest room, Mo Jing did not rest immediately. Instead, she walked around the room as if admiring it before finally relaxing and sitting on the bed.

The necklace around Mo Jing's neck is a detector that can detect whether there are cameras, listening devices, or similar devices installed in the room.

If detected, it will vibrate, and Mo Jing will soon be able to sense it through her skin.

After checking around and confirming that no modern equipment was found, she took off the necklace around her neck, locked the door from the inside, and took her clothes into the bedroom to wash up.

Lying on the soft white bed, Mo Jing couldn't fall asleep. She turned her head to look at the bright moon outside the window.

Mo Yuan is probably on the plane with Ai Fei now. Ai Fei is going abroad with Mo Yuan in her place. This was planned from the beginning to prevent anyone from investigating.

But why do I feel a little sour in my heart right now? I know that Mo Yuan is not Shen Xiangming and would not do anything to betray her, but I still can't help but have all sorts of wild thoughts.

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Dark clouds obscured the moonlight. A figure slowly emerged from the room, crept into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out a water bottle, and poured all the liquid in their hand into it. They then put the bottle back in its place and closed the refrigerator door.

Having been married to Shen Xiangming for several years, Mo Jing was still very familiar with some of his habits.

For example, Shen Xiangming doesn't like drinking mineral water because he believes that unboiled water is unclean. Another example is his unwavering habit of drinking a glass of ice water every morning, even in winter, so he always keeps a kettle of boiled and cooled water in the refrigerator year-round.

All she's doing now is adding something to his water so he can drink it more enjoyably.

"Who's there?" a woman's voice rang out from outside!

Mo Jing narrowed her eyes and looked toward the source of the sound.

The next second, all the kitchen lights were turned on, illuminating the previously dark kitchen.

When the housekeeper recognized Bai Sihang standing in the kitchen, his initial wariness subsided, and he said, "Oh, it's the young mistress. What brings you down so late?"

"I'm thirsty, come down and have a glass of water," Mo Jing said calmly. The housekeeper used to be Aunt Qin, when her mother was alive, but now it was this woman who was a complete stranger to her.

"Why aren't the lights on?" the butler asked, seemingly puzzled.

Mo Jing stared at the housekeeper with dangerous eyes, making her scalp tingle: "What, are you planning to control me too? Or do you think that your status in this family has surpassed mine? That you can question me now?"

Upon hearing Mo Jing's words, the housekeeper shook his head anxiously, explaining, "No, no, young mistress, that's not what I meant."

"You better not mean that," Mo Jing snorted coldly, then left without watching her.

The housekeeper was left there, still somewhat shaken, and then cursed inwardly. What was there to be proud of? She was just better off being born into a better family. What use was pride to a woman whose husband didn't love her? Humph! All that pretense of affection in public was obvious to everyone in the house. Back home, the young master and young mistress weren't as loving as they appeared. Otherwise, so many servants wouldn't be so eager to seduce him.

The young master is young, handsome, gentle, and rich. If she could be twenty years younger, she would seduce him too. It's such a pity that such a good man like him is wasted on a woman like him.

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Chapter 1 complete, more updates to come!