The trash collector auntie was frightened and quickly said, “Sorry, sorry!”
Su Weiwei calmly picked the object up and said, “It’s fine. It’s not worth anything anyway. Just help me clean up.”
The auntie nodded repeatedly.
Su Weiwei walked aside, staring at what she held in her hand.
It was a micro surveillance camera!
Thanks to the sofa being moved, its power source had been knocked loose—it was already dead.
First Liu Caihua and Lin Feng barged into her house, and now this unknown hidden camera installed at some point.
Su Weiwei suddenly had a chilling feeling—
Someone was watching her every move.
Who?!
Without changing her expression, she continued walking around the house. Using the excuse of the workers clearing furniture, she swept the place roughly and, sure enough, discovered and removed two more pinhole cameras.
At this moment, the auntie came over again and said, “Miss Su, it’s all cleared out now…”
Su Weiwei nodded. “Thank you.”
She secretly put the micro cameras away. Walking to the door, she suddenly added, “Don’t want the door either.”
The auntie: “??”
By the time the trash collector left, she felt like she was dreaming. Not only had she picked up tens of thousands worth of furniture for free, but Su Weiwei had even paid her the moving fee and a tip…
When the truck carrying the old furniture drove off, Su Xiaolai hurried over. What she saw stunned her—
A luxurious mansion with no front door, and an empty living room.
Workers were bustling in and out, carrying new furniture and appliances inside.
Su Xiaolai was dumbfounded.
“Sis, you… this is…?”
The moment Su Weiwei saw Su Xiaolai, she forgot all about the pinhole cameras.
Her eyes reddened as she hugged her tightly.
Su Xiaolai assumed Su Weiwei was sad about the divorce. Not caring about luxury mansions or anything else, she blurted out fiercely, “Sis, don’t be sad! What’s so good about Lu Yushi anyway? One of these days I’ll go castrate him!”
Su Weiwei couldn’t help but laugh through her tears.
In her past life, she had watched Su Xiaolai die miserably. Meeting her again in this life made her too emotional—she had cried while hugging her.
“Don’t worry, I’m fine. Lu Yushi? He’s nothing. He’s not worth my tears.”
Su Xiaolai eyed her suspiciously, but seeing that her expression wasn’t fake, she finally relaxed.
Her own eyes reddened, and she clung to Su Weiwei, whispering softly, “Sis…”
With their parents gone, the three siblings had only each other to rely on.
Su Xiaolai couldn’t bear to see her sister suffer.
Su Weiwei patted her back gently, speaking warmly. “Go check out the rooms the workers are setting up. Pick whichever one you like!”
The house was 260 square meters, with only three bedrooms, one study, and one gym. There were spacious balconies and a sky garden, along with a large living and dining area.
Each bedroom was big—each one could serve as a master bedroom.
Su Xiaolai happily went to explore.
Meanwhile, Su Weiwei tied on an apron and began cooking. This scent of ordinary life finally made her feel, deep down, that she had truly been reborn.
Just as Su Weiwei was cooking, Lu Yushi entered Yujing Garden.
His new assistant, Xiao Chun, was holding some documents, clutching a slip of paper nervously. “Section Chief Mu is in Building 2, Unit 3002…”
This new assistant was Chun Qinglin.
The previous assistant, Xiao Sun, couldn’t come—his face was still swollen from being slapped away by Lu Yushi.
It was Chun Qinglin’s first day following the president, and naturally he was nervous.
He didn’t notice that his thumb had pressed against the number “1” on the paper. The address for Building 12, Unit 3002, had become Building 2, Unit 3002.
Lu Yushi, his leather shoes spotless, strode toward Building 2.
Xiao Chun hurried behind, stumbling, nearly tripping in the elevator.
Lu Yushi reached out to steady him.
In that instant, Xiao Chun’s inner voice flooded into his ears—
【I hope this Section Chief Mu isn’t too difficult… Oh crap! Did I forget to press the elevator button?! I’m doomed! Will the president fire me too? Ahhh, should I step in with my left foot first or my right? %#！%…】
Lu Yushi: “…”
He withdrew his hand coolly.
Thoughts flitted in just an instant. Though Xiao Chun’s mind had raced with countless words, in reality only half a second had passed.
Xiao Chun stammered nervously, “Th-thank you, President Lu…”
The president had actually steadied him—he panicked even more.
At the door of Unit 3002, Lu Yushi saw several workers packing up, preparing to leave.
Xiao Chun muttered in surprise, “Is Section Chief Mu replacing his door?”