Second floor, the bedroom at the eastern end.
Tang Xiaowan tossed and turned on the mahogany bed, shouting out loud one moment and bursting into laughter the next, too excited to fall asleep.
"Oh my God, I’m actually a hidden wealthy person, maybe even the richest in Qingcheng."
"I should ask later, how much money exactly?"
"Never mind, that seems impolite, a bit like I don’t trust them. Yeah, that’s it, I won’t ask. Use people without suspicion, distrust those you do not employ."
"But I still really want to know!"
"What to do, what to do, will I have insomnia tonight, too agitated to sleep?"
In fact, by observing Tang Xiaowan’s daily behavior and spending habits, it wasn’t hard to guess that she indeed used to have plenty of money—otherwise, she wouldn’t shop without looking at prices, buying purely based on personal preference.
Though she had lost her memory now, her habits hadn’t changed much, she still adored money.
Back in junior high, Tang Xiaowan had already grasped the concept of making money work for her, investing the pocket money her grandmother gave her all at once. Plus with her eye for picking winners and Leng Lingxiao’s great talent for planning ahead in business. Follow current novels on noⅴelfire.net
As a result, her wealth accumulated astonishingly quickly, reaching heights in just a few years that others couldn’t touch in a lifetime.
Their relationship grew closer and closer!
Regrettably, Tang Xiaowan didn’t remember any of this. Now she only knew she had a lot of money in her bank account, more than enough to cover the daily expenses of Mei Garden.
"Wow, investing in shares! I didn’t expect that I used to be quite business-minded!"
"I’m so happy, no more worries about not being able to pay salaries. I can spend freely and can even repay all of Li Zishen’s money, hahaha."
"I am rich, very rich!"
Just as Tang Xiaowan was basking in joy, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
Having too good of hearing is also a kind of pain!
Thus, she ran barefoot to the living room, her heart thumping loudly almost as if she was about to asphyxiate.
Grandma’s fake death had been discovered?
Had the people from the secret organization begun to act again?
Thinking about this, Tang Xiaowan’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly grabbed the fruit knife from the coffee table and edged towards the room’s door.
"Come on then, I’m not afraid of you!"
"This time, you won’t leave here intact!"
This was why she didn’t go straight to the underground storage room to find her grandma after waking up in the afternoon, but instead had Leng Lingxiao take her out to play.
She had figured it out—there must be a mastermind lurking around constantly monitoring her.
Otherwise, such coincidences were impossible!
Since grandma was still alive, there would definitely be a chance to meet in the future. She couldn’t let her recklessness destroy the entire plan.
It was Old Li—geez, you scared me to death!
Tang Xiaowan hurriedly put the knife away and opened the door to ask, "What’s up, Old Li, is there something wrong?"
"Mr. Li has arrived."
"Oh, he came... What? Li Zishen is here, didn’t you tell him I wasn’t here?"
"I did, but Mr. Li said... He won’t enter Mei Garden. He just came to look around and also told me... to deliver this thermos to the kitchen and said when Miss comes back, to heat it up before eating."
Only then did Tang Xiaowan notice that Li Fugui was holding something in his hand.
Anger surged within her.
"This is Mei Garden, not his Li Garden!"
"I didn’t say you had come back."
"It’s still the same, clearly knowing I had returned, his things shouldn’t be accepted, isn’t this exposing myself?"
Li Fugui’s face showed guilt as he stepped back half a step and said in a low voice, "Miss, I was wrong, I thought... Please punish me."
With this apology, Tang Xiaowan instantly regretted it, feeling that she might have gone too far.
Yesterday, Li Fugui went through a lot of trouble to help me return to Mei Garden smoothly, arranging for someone to impersonate me and speeding all the way in the car.
The hardship involved was imaginable!
So, I stepped out of my room, touched the tip of my nose, and even squeezed out a smile to ease the tense atmosphere.
"No punishment is necessary, no need for punishment!"
"I shouldn’t have speculated about Missy on my own, leading to a misunderstanding. I should indeed be punished. I will run ten kilometers early tomorrow morning, please calm your anger, Missy."
Tang Xiaowan said in surprise, "Ten kilometers?"
"That’s the rule set by the old lady."
"Yes, the old lady once said that anyone who goes against Missy’s wishes should be punished, with a minimum of 10 kilometers, with no upper limit."
Tang Xiaowan asked tentatively, "We also can’t eat together at the same table?"
"Yes, there must be a difference in status."
So that’s how it was. No wonder Cheng Shi always went out to the courtyard to eat every time, and so did Meijuan. They seemed to be laughing and joking, but in reality, they were very respectful.
What was Grandma thinking? Why make everyone’s relationship so distant?
"No need for punishment; the rule is abolished."
With that statement, Li Fugui immediately lowered his head, feeling even more ashamed.
Seeing this, Tang Xiaowan laughed and said, "Actually, you can’t be blamed. Li Zishen is a crafty old fox with a sharp mind. It’s getting late; go get some rest."
"Thank you for your understanding, Miss. But what should I do with this insulated food container?"
"Never mind, give it to me."
Tang Xiaowan took the insulated food container that Li Fugui was holding up high and slowly closed her room door.
At this moment, her mind was utterly frazzled.
"Ah, really, nothing better to do, why come all this way? Aren’t they tired?"
"Thinking this could clear their suspicion? How could it be!"
These days, Tang Xiaowan’s suspicion toward Li Zishen had never ceased, firmly believing that the night raid on Mei Garden must be intricately linked to the Leng Family.
Human hearts are made of flesh; she couldn’t just ignore Li Zishen’s caring and various accommodations for her.
She was a person, not a wall of copper and iron.
"Wow, that smells amazing!"
Just from the smell alone, without opening it, Tang Xiaowan knew the food container held Jinda South Gate’s roasted pig trotter, shumai, and steamed pork ribs.
These were her favorites, which she frequented often and even regularly took back to Li Garden.
What to do? Just one bite?
No, I can’t. Accepting gifts makes you indebted to someone. I’ve already left; it’s time to set clear boundaries, or else the relationship will get tangled again!
The internal struggle was intense; she picked up and put down the food container three times.
She really wanted to eat it, salivating at the thought.
Oh, whatever. It’s a small thing, just a little snack. I already owe so much; this hundred or so doesn’t make much difference. I can just pay back more later.
Even if it’s not about money, I can make it up with something else... like a sedan or a painting?
That’s right, he likes those things!
So, the mental battle came to a satisfying conclusion.
Tang Xiaowan found herself a decent excuse, smiling as she opened the insulated food container, ready to take a bite of each to satisfy her cravings.
But there was an unexpected twist inside.
The food container had three layers, and each layer held a sticky note, each note bearing a sentence of its own.
Although the heat from the food had caused them to fade, one could still make out that the handwriting was bold and forceful.
"My goodness, he even left little notes?"