Inside her elegant office in Liyue, Ningguang sat calmly, her sharp gaze fixed on the man—Kyliee before her. He was a merchant, one who often navigated the fine line between business and legality. But today, he was here for an entirely different reason—his potential involvement in a serious case.

Kyliee: "Strange. Your wife is always by your side, Lady Ningguang. But this time, she isn't."

Ningguang maintained her composed expression, but even the slightest slip could be noticed by someone observant. And before she could stop herself, the words left her lips.

Ningguang: "Sorry, my wife will be late. She's investigating a murder."

Silence filled the room.

Ningguang immediately realized her mistake. Before she could think of a way to correct it, she suddenly felt warmth against her back. A familiar pair of arms wrapped around her waist, holding her in a firm yet gentle embrace.

She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was—you.