Shuyin's hand clenched briefly against Lu Yuze's chest at that news. Her mother. Still sleeping, still unaware that she'd been rescued, still lost in whatever dreams or nightmares the sleeping spell induced. But alive. Healing. That was what mattered.
"Third," Ting Fei continued, "Ah Ling went to the Lu Group headquarters this morning to handle any urgent matters requiring immediate attention. He reports that operations are running smoothly and there are no pressing issues requiring Master Lu's personal intervention at this time."
"And Shuyin's office?" Lu Yuze asked, knowing his wife would want to know about the South Group even if she couldn't ask herself.
