Elliana Lyle was already lying on the bed, seeming like she could fall asleep just by closing her eyes. After her interview today, Norman Bennett took her out to eat the hotpot she had been craving. Since Norman Bennett wasn’t a big fan, she didn’t order much. Strangely, she ended up ordering a giant plate of tribute greens. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚⁂𝙣𝙚𝙩 In the end, she couldn’t finish the tribute greens. Not wanting to waste any food, she forced herself to finish the leftover greens. By the time they returned, it was past 9 p.m. She took a shower first, and now Norman Bennett was still in the bathroom. The sound of the water running was like a lullaby, making her want to fall asleep first. Just as she was about to catch the tail end of sleep, her phone buzzed, startling her awake. Upon checking, it was a message from Luna saying she had arrived in North City and wanted to be picked up. Back so soon? It really took her by surprise, and suddenly, she was no longer sleepy. She thought to herself, surely Norman wouldn’t let her go out to pick Luna up. Everywhere she goes, there’s a crowd of bodyguards, making her conspicuous. The media had portrayed her unfavorably because of the large number of bodyguards. Others said she was scared, hence the crowd of bodyguards. Kitty: "Why don’t you take a cab here? Or I could send someone to pick you up." Luna (Master): "Come out for some spicy hotpot, I’ve been busy for so long, and I’m really craving some tribute greens." Just mentioning tribute greens made her feel nauseous; she wouldn’t be eating those again this year if she could help it. Kitty: "Norman Bennett has me on a tight leash, it’s hard for me to go out. I’ve already eaten, so you go ahead. I’ll send someone to get you." Luna (Master): "No need, I’ll pack some and get a cab over. Don’t you have an extra room? Prepare it for me." Just as she sent the message and got up, Norman Bennett came out of the bathroom. Seeing her getting up, he asked, "What’s up?" She put on her slippers, stood up, and walked towards the door, saying, "I’m going to get the guest room ready for Luna, she’s staying the night." Hearing that Luna was coming, the man’s expression subtly turned cold, and his tone carried a bit of command: "Let Lana tidy up, come to bed!" ―――Half an hour later. Ding dong, ding dong. The doorbell rang. Lana, who had been waiting in the living room, quickly put down her water glass and got up from the sofa to answer the door. Upon opening the door, she saw the travel-worn Luna. In a black hoodie and cargo pants, paired with Martin boots, she looked rather stylish. But the shade of gray in her eyes made her seem tired, as if she hadn’t slept for several nights. "Miss Luna," Lana said, because she didn’t know Luna’s last name. Luna handed over the bag of spicy hotpot she was holding, which was packed directly in a plastic bag and had already cooled – at least, it wasn’t hot. The temperature had dropped these past few days, and the nights were quite chilly. "Please heat this up for me, thank you." Luna handed over the hotpot and began looking for slippers in the shoe cabinet. The cabinet was filled with slippers, all new and still in their plastic packaging. Besides a pair of plain blue slippers and two pairs of black ones visible, everything else was giant pink bunny slippers. The black ones were likely Norman Bennett’s—too big. The blue pair was probably Lana’s, but even those were too big for her. It wasn’t that she didn’t like cute slippers; she just didn’t like bunnies. She only liked eating them. Maybe it was because in her miserable childhood, a rabbit chewed up her only pair of pretty shoes. Since then, rabbits were the animals she disliked most. She remembered that Elliana loved cats, so why were all the slippers bunny-shaped? At this moment, Lana, who was heating up the hotpot, came over and saw her in a daze, asking, "Miss Luna, is there something wrong?" She casually asked, "Why so many bunnies?" All kinds of bunnies. Lana chuckled, "Rabbits are symbols of fertility and prosperity, after all." That’s what Madam Shen said. Rabbits were a good omen for a prosperous family, so she prepared many rabbit-themed items for the young lady of the house. Even the cups and spoons had rabbit designs, and the young madam didn’t refuse them either. "I see." Luna gave a thumbs-up and randomly picked a pair to put on. Sitting down on the sofa, the hotpot was ready, and Lana brought it to her. Looking around the empty living room, she asked Lana, "Where is she?" How come Elliana wasn’t around when she arrived? "The young master and madam are already asleep," Lana said with a smile. Seems like they could talk tomorrow instead. Just as Norman Bennett was heading out, Luna was getting up to get some water in the kitchen. "Up so early?" Luna hesitated, greeting him as she walked to the water dispenser. The door shut neither too harshly nor too gently, clearly showing that Norman Bennett didn’t even acknowledge her. He seemed a bit annoyed with her; he even sent threatening messages last night. After gulping down water, she went to Elliana’s room and knocked. Seeing no response, she tried the doorknob. The door wasn’t locked, so she went in. Elliana was sleeping all over the place, her head below the pillow and one foot sticking out of the blanket. "Wake up! Still sleeping?" Luna was by the window, pulling her out of bed. Such commotion woke Elliana right up. She looked confused, her sleepy eyes dazed. Recognizing the person, she sweetly called, "Luna～" "Get up quickly, call Bella over," Luna said. Though Elliana replied, she remained seated, motionless like a puppet—probably genuinely exhausted, unable to react. "Hurry, make the call, invite her. I need to use the restroom." That’s what she said leaving the room. Two minutes passed already. Upon waking up, she picked up her phone to call Bella. From the other end, it sounded like Bella was still half-asleep, asking, "Boss, calling me so early, what’s up?" She needed a reason to lure Bella over, so she said, "Come to the office, I need you for something, ASAP, don’t be late." Bella didn’t refuse and readily agreed. Thinking it was about work, she didn’t question it. Just as she hung up, Luna walked in, now dressed from head to toe. She had swapped her pajamas for an army-green sweatshirt and cargo pants with black Martin boots. Not sure when it happened, but Luna seemed to have shifted from Lolita to a more stylish look. Seeing Elliana still not up, Luna sighed wearily, and headed to the closet, opened it, and after some selecting, she pulled out a white dress and approached. The dress had several layers of organza on the outside, making it very fluffy, with some light mint green daisy embroidery. The fitted waist and above-knee skirt length, paired with mud-white Martin boots, made legs look straight and long—lively yet elegant. Wait! Where did those mud-white Martin boots come from? Curious, she looked at Luna, who confidently asked, "How about my taste?" Looking at Luna’s shoes, she realized they were the same model—clearly, Luna bought them for her.