The night was unnervingly silent around the old Fu villa, a sprawling estate that once stood as a symbol of wealth and pride — now reduced to a hollow shell filled with echoes of its past grandeur.
The white marble pillars were slightly discolored from years of neglect, and the golden chandelier in the living room flickered dimly as if it, too, had lost the will to shine.
Inside, Fu Lianhua paced back and forth in the drawing room.
Fu Jing Rong hadn't even allowed her to stay at the best villas owned by the Fu Family!
