“Ah-choo!”
Tang Xiaoman rubbed her nose. Who was cursing her?
All morning, she braved the scorching heat and rushed through five banks in a row, purchasing gold bars worth a total of fifty million yuan.
Carrying Fu Bao back to the car, she stored all the newly bought gold bars into her space.
The virtual interface of the space showed that the living area had expanded by 18 square meters, now totaling 115 square meters. The small two-bedroom had turned into a large three-bedroom; the master bedroom now even had its own bathroom. The living and dining areas were more spacious, and both the bathroom and kitchen had grown larger. The ceiling height increased by ten centimeters, and the overall interior luxury level had also upgraded.
The garden area had increased by eight square meters, reaching a total of eighteen. Its height also seemed to have multiplied several times.
It was daytime, and the space operated in parallel with the outside world. The sun blazed overhead, but the temperature inside the space remained a comfortable 25°C.
The total volume of the space had increased by another hundred cubic meters, now reaching 340 cubic meters—nearly two-thirds of it still empty.
Tang Xiaoman’s eyelid twitched. Why did this space feel like a gold-devouring beast?
She put in fifty million, and instead of feeling fuller, the space only became larger and emptier. And all she could think about was using even more money to fill it.
Once filled, she would want even more gold, jewelry, and jade ornaments to feed it, expanding it further again.
Her mood was both excited and complicated.
She checked the seedlings in the garden. They were thriving—clearly taller and healthier than before. The soil seemed extremely fertile, and plant growth was several times faster than normal ground.
Then she looked at the space countdown…
Wait—what?
She rubbed her eyes and looked again.
No mistake. The available time had increased by another three hours, now showing 8 hours and 32 minutes.
Could it be that the space added three hours every day?
If so, wouldn’t she eventually be able to live inside it permanently?
But as soon as that thought arose, she realized something was off.
After some careful thinking, she finally understood.
It wasn’t that the space automatically increased by three hours daily—it was that she could accumulate up to three hours per day.
If she didn’t use the time inside the space, it would be saved.
At first, she only had one hour per day. Later, after feeding it gold, silver, and jade, it increased to two hours. Then, after feeding more gold bars, it increased to three hours—and unused time could accumulate.
It wasn’t as exaggerated as she first imagined, but it was still beyond her expectations.
After handling the space matters, it was already past noon.
Too hot to get out of the car, she took out a serving of seafood rice and black pepper chicken rice for herself, and a pork rib meal for Fu Bao.
The two of them ate inside the car.
After lunch, she slowly enjoyed a vanilla ice cream while planning her afternoon schedule—when a call came in.
Given how many business matters she now handled, she answered immediately.
“Ta—ng—Xiao—man!”
It was Gu Heng’s weak, gritted voice.
She frowned instantly. “Weren’t you in detention? How are you still calling me?”
“You nearly killed me with heatstroke… satisfied now?” he said bitterly.
Tang Xiaoman sighed. “Oh? You didn’t die? What a shame.”
“You don’t love me at all? Were you just pretending all along?” Gu Heng refused to give up.
Tang Xiaoman’s tone turned cold. “Do you think you ever showed me sincerity? If you never had it, why demand it from me?”
“You—”
Before he could respond, Su Rou’s soft voice came through.
“Sister… you misunderstood… Ah Heng and I are innocent…”
“I wish you two would stay locked together forever. Don’t bother me,” Tang Xiaoman cut her off.
“Sister, please don’t act out of anger… Ah Heng almost died today—can you sign the forgiveness letter?”
“I refuse,” Tang Xiaoman said firmly. “Call the police on me if you dare.”
“Wha—?”
“Idiot.”
She hung up and blocked the number.
Then she checked the time—almost one o’clock.
Too many real tasks waiting. Wasting time on trash was a crime.
At the hospital ICU, Su Rou cried softly.
Gu Heng’s grandmother wailed, blaming Tang Xiaoman for everything. Su Rou added fuel to the fire, painting Tang Xiaoman as increasingly cruel.
Gu Heng, barely recovered, lay in bed with a dark expression.
Originally, he planned to break off the engagement, kidnap Tang Xiaoman, and destroy her. Then imprison her as Su Rou’s backup blood and organ supply.
But everything had gone wrong. She had slipped out of his control, and even he nearly died from heatstroke.
Now, he no longer dared underestimate her.
“Hire assassins. I want Tang Xiaoman dead. One million,” he ordered coldly.
Meanwhile, Tang Xiaoman arrived at Tianlai Manor. Surprisingly, multiple inspection agencies had already arrived despite the heat.
Money really did motivate people.
The two villas had already been transformed into a fortress-like compound with tall walls and heavy iron gates.
After confirming everything, inspections began immediately: construction quality, explosion-proof glass certification, building material safety tests, and water quality checks.
The renovated system was powerful—central air conditioning and ventilation controlled temperature and humidity across both villas and even the courtyard.
The only drawback was extreme electricity consumption.
But in this heatwave, the interior felt like paradise. No one wanted to leave.