Li Yansheng, who'd just poured a glass of water and was about to sip it, jolted slightly at those words.

He swallowed hard. "Why do you say that?"

"You don't actually think this is just a simple interview, do you?" Mossy Fir spat coldly.

Li Yansheng hurriedly asked, "What's really going on?"

"Sigh. So clueless. I can't fathom why Lady chose you." Mossy Fir sighed, raising one finger.

"Lady isn't nearly as simple as you imagine. In this Mansion, only two kinds of people survive: ordinary staff who know nothing, or those Lady can use."

Li Yansheng: "This..."

"Be grateful you're on Lady's side, not Head Maid's. Otherwise, you might never wake up after tonight." Mossy Fir explained Luo Xianxue's plan to eliminate Head Maid, outlining the tangled relationships behind it.

To her, Li Yansheng hadn't sided with Head Maid and had passed Lady's tests, proving trustworthy. He needed to know the plan.

Plus, Lady had hinted that afternoon: investigate Head Maid deeper, find lethal leverage.

But as a new, ordinary maid, how could she dig into Head Maid?

Head Maid had been away the past two days—manageable. But she was back tonight. How to investigate then? Mossy Fir had pondered all afternoon with no solution.

Her first thought: was Lady deliberately testing her?

She instantly dismissed it. Lady's gaze never lingered on small figures like her. She must have misread Lady's intent.

Then Li Yansheng, the new butler, arrived. Mossy Fir understood instantly.

Lady was hinting Li Yansheng could be useful!

Hearing this, Li Yansheng fell silent. He'd never imagined Lady feuded with Head Maid—or planned to kill her.

Connecting the dots, he realized: Head Maid served Luo Nuo Yan's wife. That wife had two sons. Though Luo Nuo Yan was head, Old Master Luo truly ruled the Luo family.

Luo Xianxue's mother clearly used Head Maid to suppress Lady, pushing her sons to inherit everything.

As Luo Nuo Yan's illegitimate daughter, Lady had hidden, pretending weakness. Now, discovering Head Maid's role, she aimed to eliminate her.

Was Lady biding her time to seize inheritance?

Silent until the strike, then stunning the world!

Was this elite family strife? Chilling to ponder.

Seeing Li Yansheng's dawning understanding, Mossy Fir nodded satisfactorily. "Now you know what to do?"

"I understand!" Li Yansheng nodded firmly. They immediately began plotting against Head Maid.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo returned to Luo Xianxue's room, still chatting about the butler.

Chen Mo smiled. "He wasn't as scary as you thought. Quite easy to talk to."

"I'm bad with strangers. If it were me, I'd just sit in the study, tongue-tied." Luo Xianxue's voice was relaxed.

"Thank you, Phantom Sir!"

Chen Mo slightly shook his head. "No need. Since I'm in your body, upholding your identity matters. With the maids, you could show a hint of Lady's aura."

"How?"

"Uh... make unreasonable or willful demands?"

"Like what?"

Her curiosity was clear. She longed to scare maids with a glance, like Chen Mo.

Chen Mo thought carefully. Given her gentle nature, how could she project that aura?

An idea struck him. He glanced at the mirror, staring at the breathtaking face reflected—even his cold possession couldn't hide its softness.

"Try a new outfit?" he suggested.

Luo Xianxue had a great figure and flawless skin. Lately, whenever he possessed her, she wore only home clothes.

He wondered: would she look charming in a maid uniform or something else?

While he pondered, her plaintive voice drifted up. "Phantom Sir must be thinking something impolite again, right?"

Chen Mo nodded without denial. "I pictured you in those TV dinosaur pajamas. Would you look adorably silly?"

"I'm not silly!" Her indignant tone rang out—but the system panel showed no anger. His teasing clearly delighted her.

After chatting awhile, Chen Mo checked her phone. 10 PM.

"Has Head Maid not returned?" he asked. Today, besides handling the butler, he'd wanted to see her. Luo Xianxue feared her—he was curious how domineering she truly was.

"She should be back," Luo Xianxue replied. "Probably briefing the new butler."

"Alright. Tomorrow then." Chen Mo nodded slightly, sitting at her computer. "Play a game together?"

"How? Like this?" Her voice dipped sadly.

Chen Mo's lips curled. "You watch me play. It's your body—we're together in spirit."

"Phantom Sir, you're teasing me again!"

This was his first time opening her computer since possessing her. Usually, they stayed in the study or art room. When idle, she chatted; when he painted or read, she stayed silent—utterly quiet unless called, like a ghost.

Chen Mo often wondered what Luo Xianxue would be like if they met properly. Possessing her versus meeting the real her—utterly different.

Sadly, this was just a simulated life.

Her computer was clean—no games, only basic apps. For fun, just QQ and WeChat.

Simple, like her personality.

At 11 PM sharp, Chen Mo floated back to the hospital room. The dormant system finally stirred.

He gazed at the new panel message:

[Luo Xianxue's favorability reached 75. Advanced character data unlocked.]