The voices of Zhong Yuxuan and Ren Xiaoya drifted from outside the door. Though the words were muffled, their tone carried, and it sounded like Ren Xiaoya, usually so cheerful and boisterous, was angry about something. Xiang Wan unfurled her hand, her gaze falling on the thin calluses that traced her palm. A smile touched her lips, but it was a cold, empty thing that never reached her eyes. At hal