苏氏数着桌上的抹布，数得手心直冒汗。这些抹布 shifts were hers and hers alone, but now they were scattered all over the place, like someone had trampled them. The air was thick with tension, the kind that crackles like dry leaves before a fire. She could feel three pairs of eyes on her, two cold and sharp, one innocent yet watchful.

"Three Miss," Su Shixi finally said, her voice tight with nervousness. "You... what are you looking for?"

Lin Wan'er, her eldest sister, who had always been the gentlest and most virtuous, stepped forward with a gentle smile. "I was just tidying up," she said, her voice soft but firm. "It seems someone was trying to hide something."

Su Shixi's heart sank. She had been so careful, but somehow, she'd been caught. Her eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape, but there was none.

"Is there something you want to tell us?" Lin Wan'er asked, her eyes narrowing slightly. She had always been perceptive, able to read the slightest change in someone's expression.