What came next was something Zhou Changxun had no idea about.
A room within a room!
On the night Jiang Ning was drugged drunk, she had only vaguely revealed the location of the hidden chamber before passing out.
After collecting all the gold ingots, Jiang Ning stepped on a differently colored floor tile—instantly, a hidden door appeared.
Behind it was another chamber, filled with antiques and calligraphy.
Wherever the eye could see—jade artifacts, porcelain, layered shelves packed so tightly there was barely any space left.
Ancient paintings hung in rows, scrolls piled on the ground, and the air itself carried the scent of ink and age.
From masterpieces by renowned artists to rare folk works, the sheer variety was breathtaking.
Jiang Ning curled her lips.
For the first time, she felt that her identity as a “Beijing elite heiress” was somewhat undeserved.
With this kind of fortune—
She could spend a hundred lifetimes and still not run out!
After clearing out this room as well, Jiang Ning finally felt satisfied.
Leaving the secret chamber, her next target was obvious—
Her scumbag father and stepmother’s rooms.
Zhou Changxun fancied himself a cultured scholar, collecting calligraphy rubbings, ancient books, and fans.
In the future, any one of these items could sell for millions at auction.
So naturally—she swept them all into her space.
Her stepmother, Wei Yurou, loved jewelry. Her dressing table was filled with exquisite boxes containing diamonds, pearls, rubies, sapphires, jade, and gold ornaments.
All bought with the Jiang family’s money.
Jiang Ning was furious.
The consequences?
She emptied everything—not just the jewelry, but even the cash and ration tickets in the drawers.
Next came Zhou Xue and Zhou Yaozu’s rooms.
Zhou Xue didn’t have many accessories, but she had plenty of skincare products—
All taken.
As for Zhou Yaozu, the only son, he was doted on the most.
Inside his locked cabinet was an anonymous bankbook.
Jiang Ning opened it—
“Hah.”
What a dog.
Thirty-eight thousand yuan—taken!
After collecting most of the assets, Jiang Ning paused.
The property deeds for dozens of houses left by Old Master Jiang were nowhere to be found.
Even in the original host’s memories, there was no trace of them.
No wonder Zhou Xue had been shouting about finding the deeds earlier—
Even the original host didn’t know where they were.
Since they weren’t in the house, she would search for them later.
No matter what, she would never let those deeds fall into her father and stepmother’s hands.
Those properties had been specially preserved by the authorities in recognition of Old Master Jiang’s contributions as a “patriotic capitalist.”
Thinking of this, Jiang Ning walked into the old master’s former room.
On the wall hung a handwritten inscription from a top leader, carefully framed.
After reading it, Jiang Ning smiled faintly.
A protective talisman.
With this in hand, she could go anywhere without fear.
She stored it into her space.
At that moment, her stomach growled.
Hungry.
Glancing at the time, Jiang Ning decided it was time to head back and eat.
Wu Yi’s cooking was quite good.
But she couldn’t help wondering—
What was that physically strong man doing right now?
After just a few hours apart, she already missed him.
Meanwhile, He Linzhou was reporting at Commander Xu’s office.
“You brat… why do you look different from yesterday?”
Commander Xu’s sharp eyes scanned him, noticing the uncontrollable smile tugging at his lips.
“What? Hah… did you finally consummate your marriage with your little wife?”
At the thought of last night, He Linzhou’s ears instantly turned red.
He coughed lightly and nodded.
“Mm.”
“Hahaha! Not easy, not easy! You finally made it after all these years!”
“Let me count… you’ve been waiting at least eleven years, haven’t you?”
When He Linzhou first joined the army, Commander Xu was already his superior.
Everyone in the unit knew he had a childhood sweetheart.
He Linzhou corrected him seriously,
“Thirteen years. I’ve liked Jiang Ning for thirteen years, four months, and nine days.”
Commander Xu stared at him in disbelief.
“You’re really something… a hopeless romantic! But then again, all the men in your He family are the same—wife-obsessed and henpecked. It’s famous across the whole military region.”
He Linzhou grinned inwardly.
You’re just jealous.
“My wife is the most beautiful in all of Beijing.”
Out loud, he said bluntly,
“Whoever dares laugh at me—I’ll tear their mouth apart.”
Commander Xu snorted.
“Look at you… terrifying.”
Seeing that He Linzhou was clearly distracted, Commander Xu approved that he could go home every night before departure.
After all, he would soon be stationed at the border—leaders had to take care of their subordinates.
After leaving the army, He Linzhou went straight to the department store.
Most supplies prepared by his mother had already been shipped ahead to the northeastern province.
But the border was harsh, the air dry, and supplies scarce.
He wanted to prepare even more for his girl.
On the first floor—food.
Six jin each of White Rabbit milk candy and fruit hard candy.
Four jin each of peanut brittle and sesame brittle.
Peach pastries, rice sticks, sponge cake, mung bean cake, red bean mooncakes, animal biscuits, calcium biscuits, soda crackers—
Four jin each.
Sunflower seeds, peanuts—four jin each.
Preserved hawthorn slices and fruit leather—two jin each.
The saleswoman stared in shock.
“Comrade… you’re buying all of this?”
He Linzhou replied seriously,
“My wife likes to eat.”
The woman looked at him with envy.
“Men like you who spoil their wives are rare!”
After paying with money and ration tickets, he carried two large bags upstairs.
The second floor—clothing.
Outerwear was already well-prepared.
But underwear and socks were lacking.
With reddened ears, He Linzhou stood at the counter, recalling Jiang Ning’s size.
Suppressing certain thoughts, he asked for ten sets of underwear, twenty pairs of socks (thick and thin), and ten pairs each of shoes—both light and winter.
By the time he left, he was carrying eight large bags.
He finally stopped only because he physically couldn’t carry more.
On the way home, he was stopped by countless women—young ladies, married women, and aunties.
After all, a man who could buy so much in one go was rare.
Everyone wanted to ask—
“Do you have a partner?”
Each time, He Linzhou gave the same cold reply:
“My wife is a hundred times more beautiful than you. Please step aside.”
Walking home, he kept thinking—
Did I forget anything?
Rice, flour, and oil could be bought locally.
He could go without—but she couldn’t lack anything.
Lost in thought, he arrived home.
From afar, Jiang Ning looked at this man who loved her to the core, her lips curling into a soft smile.
“He Linzhou… I missed you.”