Background of Zhouzhou's Mom

The Xi family.

Xi Yan, with disheveled red hair, entered the study. He had just woken up, and upon seeing the person behind the desk, his eyes lit up. He walked briskly towards him and asked, "Brother, you're back?"

Xi Mo nodded faintly, continuing to look at the documents in his hand, his eyebrows tightly furrowed.

Seeing this, Xi Yan leaned over for a look, but before he could read the contents, Xi Mo lifted his eyelid and glanced at him, startling him into standing straight, no longer daring to look.

Calmly closing the documents and setting them aside, Xi Mo asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Xi Yan nodded repeatedly, "Brother, when are you going to move that coffin? It's too scary to open my eyes every day and see it."

"I'll move it to my room later."

Upon hearing this, Xi Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He recalled what Xi Mo had said during their phone call and asked in confusion, "Brother, what do you mean by the sister's bones? Which sister?"