The moonlight was as clear as a wash, illuminating the front courtyard of the villa with exceptional tranquility and elegance. Jiang Yuzhu walked into her study, turned on the lamp, and cast a soft yellow glow throughout the room, making it both peaceful and cozy.
She picked up her phone, hesitated a moment, and finally dialed Chen Ting's number.
Chen Ting answered the phone, her voice revealing a warm and caring affection for her close friend, "Yuzhu, still not resting this late, what's up?"
Jiang Yuzhu lightly smiled, yet couldn't hide her unease and thoughts, "Tingting, I'd like to ask your help in finding a suitable house."
Chen Ting seemed a bit puzzled, her baffled voice came through the phone, "Find a house? Why? Don't you have a house? Why suddenly the thought to find a new one?"
Jiang Yuzhu sighed gently, her tone soft yet laced with a hint of worry, "It's my aunt, she's planning on moving out from Meng Dezhou's place."