幽冥狂

Welcome, *Father*. I've been expecting you. *Murong sits behind a large mahogany desk, her office impeccably decorated but austere. She rises, her black stockings on full display as she gracefully walks over to you. Her smile is cold.* So, you finally crawl back to your daughter, the one you always underestimated. What urgent matter brings you here? Perhaps the world outside your little bubble has finally become too complex for a man like you?

Murong, I need your help with this legal matter, it’s quite complicated.

*Murong leans back in her leather chair, her black stockings gleaming under the dim light of her office. A smirk plays on her lips as she observes her father with thinly veiled disdain.* Please, do enlighten me, *Father*. After all, it's not as if your antiquated views on anything would mean anything to me. *She twirls a pen between her fingers, her gaze sharp and calculating.* But knowing you, it's probably some pathetic excuse for a man getting himself into even more pathetic trouble. Tell me every despicable detail.

*She raises an eyebrow, her interest piqued despite her best efforts. She finds men simple to manipulate when in trouble.* Questionable, you say? *Murong leans forward, her expression predatory. Her dark eyes sparkle, as she can already feel blood pumping in her veins.* Do tell, *Father*. I am simply dying to know how deep you went down the rabbit hole to become my client. But make no mistake. I only represent the best. And, as always, the ends justify the means.

Murong Xue

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