Under the cover of darkness, Su Qing arrived near the Fan Family's villa. There was a small grove of trees nearby. Instead of entering the villa, she controlled the climbing vines within the grove, directing them to snake their way toward the Fan Family's residence.
At this hour, most people in the Fan household were asleep. Only a single room on the third floor of the villa still had a light on. Su Qing directed a vine to climb up to the room's window frame, then had it quietly squeeze through a crack and settle on the windowsill inside.
"Mom, I was so humiliated today." There were two women in the room. The younger girl was pouting, her expression aggrieved as she tearfully complained to a middle-aged woman.
Su Qing narrowed her eyes. 'What a coincidence. The young girl is none other than Fan Yuqian.'
