Stepping out of the study, Zheng Yu let out a long breath. She glanced at her plump palms, still glistening with visible sweat stains.

That scene just now—she’d almost thought she was going to die.

To her surprise, Lady had still given her a chance. So, according to Lady’s instructions, was she just supposed to go back undercover with the Head Maid?

Zheng Yu felt her thinking wasn’t deep enough. She’d grasped Lady’s words but not what came next.

But to be honest, Lady’s legs smelled nice and felt amazing.

A silly grin spread across her face. Zheng Yu cleared her throat to herself. Lady was scary and terrifying, but undeniably beautiful!

As she thought this, Zheng Yu suddenly remembered something. She clapped her hands. “Right! I can go find Miss Mossy Fir. She’ll definitely understand what Lady meant!”

Without delay, after finding Mossy Fir, Zheng Yu recounted the scene from the study. But she left out the part where she’d cried and chickened out from sheer fear.

Mossy Fir perked up immediately upon hearing this.

According to Zheng Yu, the Lady in the study now must be the cold, dark version. If it were the usual gentle Lady, Mossy Fir would’ve been doomed. But this dark Lady’s schemes ran very, very deep.

Mossy Fir thought quickly, analyzed rationally, and finally had an epiphany.

“Lady knows more than we do. Her meaning is clear. Besides having you go undercover with the Head Maid and feed false information, she also wants you to find a chance to eliminate the Head Maid!” Mossy Fir’s face turned serious.

Zheng Yu gasped, “Eliminate?!”

Realizing she’d lost composure, she quickly covered her mouth.

Mossy Fir nodded earnestly. “Exactly. Lady has always loved matcha-flavored foods. Do you know why she suddenly started liking strawberry flavor?”

“This…” Zheng Yu really didn’t know. She shook her head.

Mossy Fir asked, “Who first planted the strawberries in our Mansion? And who loved them the most?”

Zheng Yu frowned, then suddenly realized. “The Head Maid?!”

“Correct!” Mossy Fir gave her an appreciative look. No wonder Lady had spared this girl—she had some exceptional insight after all. This level of understanding was quite good.

Mossy Fir patted Zheng Yu’s shoulder, speaking slowly. “Now think again. Why is Lady eating strawberry-filled cookies? Is it the strawberry filling, or the heart, or perhaps…”

Those words made Zheng Yu tremble, hand still over her mouth.

“That…” Before she could speak, Mossy Fir wagged a finger, then shook her head.

“It’s enough to understand in your heart. If you know too much, even I can’t protect you. Noble families aren’t as simple as you think.” Mossy Fir gazed at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, exuding an air of profound mystery.

Zheng Yu’s eyes filled with admiration. No wonder she was Lady’s personal maid—Miss Mossy Fir was truly amazing. If I could be that capable, I’d be safe in the future.

I must learn from Miss Mossy Fir!

Zheng Yu silently encouraged herself and bid farewell to Mossy Fir for now.

Not long after leaving, Zheng Yu happened to meet Li Yansheng. She bowed her head and greeted, “Good day, Mr. Li.”

“Hmm.” Li Yansheng nodded slightly, surprised. Zheng Yu was fine? Wasn’t she the Head Maid’s person? Hadn’t Lady hinted at eliminating her before? Did Mossy Fir not act?

“Wait.” As Zheng Yu was about to leave, Li Yansheng called her back.

Zheng Yu asked, puzzled, “Is there something, Mr. Li?”

Li Yansheng said, “Have you seen Lady? Did she say anything to you?”

Zheng Yu froze at those words. Li Yansheng narrowed his eyes—so there really was some unexpected change.

Zheng Yu was extremely nervous now. Remembering the demon butler by the easel in the study, she felt even more fear toward Li Yansheng.

This butler isn’t a good person either!

But…

Miss Mossy Fir said the butler is on Lady’s side. So, it should be fine to tell him?

Zheng Yu glanced around, saw no one else, and signaled Li Yansheng to come closer. She whispered slowly, “Mr. Li, I’ll only tell you. You mustn’t tell anyone.”

Li Yansheng perked up and leaned in.

Zheng Yu whispered, “Lady wants to eat people!”

Li Yansheng: “???”

By the time he snapped out of it, Zheng Yu was gone. Only Li Yansheng remained, his hand holding documents trembling slightly.

The waters in this Mansion run deep. Is it too late to resign as butler now?

In the study, Chen Mo faced another problem. He noticed Luo Xianxue’s status bar: from happy when he first arrived, it turned to sulking after Zheng Yu left.

What is this girl thinking? How did she change her mood so instantly?

After thinking, Chen Mo asked anyway, “Why aren’t you talking? What are you thinking about?”

“I want it too,” Luo Xianxue said bluntly.

Chen Mo didn’t understand. “Want what?”

“What that maid just had.”

“???”

Chen Mo couldn’t comprehend. He hadn’t done anything to that maid just now. Why would she want that?

According to the system’s affection standards, Luo Xianxue only had some dependency on him. 90 affection meant like, but she was only at 81. She shouldn’t be jealous.

After a moment, Luo Xianxue’s timid yet eager voice sounded, “I also want Phantom Sir to pat my head.”

“Pfft.” Chen Mo almost spat out the strawberry cookie in his mouth. So that was the real reason.

He sighed helplessly. “Alright, alright. I’ll pat your head too.”

After saying that, he reached out and ruffled the hair on his head. But it felt weird patting his own head.

Not just him—even Luo Xianxue felt it. She immediately spoke in his mind, “Not like this. This isn’t how you pat a head.”

“How else can I do it? Honestly, in our current state, how do you expect me to pat your head?” Chen Mo couldn’t help but laugh. But hearing her spirited, energetic voice, he felt relieved.

It seemed nothing had happened while he was away. Once he confirmed nothing major was coming, he could safely resolve Little Ash’s issue first.

But he still asked, Chen Mo said, “Did anything happen while I was gone?”

“Yes,” Luo Xianxue’s voice sounded.

Chen Mo immediately felt a headache coming on. So it was unexpected after all. “What happened? Is it important? Hard to handle?”

“Very important. Extremely difficult. Only Phantom Sir can solve it.” Luo Xianxue’s voice turned unusually serious.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, bracing for the worst. “Tell me. What is it?”

“It’s that Phantom Sir, you’re late! You said you’d come in at most five days, but today is the sixth. Is my body no longer satisfying enough for you?!”