Before dawn broke, the rain continued to fall. The door to the room was open, and the interior was in disarray—clearly searched by someone.
Su Wantang tried several more times and confirmed she could switch freely between the Space and reality, finally setting her mind at ease.
She quietly went to the next room and found Su Ye absent. Su’s Father was also nowhere to be found.
The living room was still piled with the belongings they had packed. Su Wantang waved her hand and stored every last item into her Space without leaving a trace.
The thunderstorm had cut off the power, plunging the entire small building into darkness. Su Wantang quickly formulated her plan, lit a candle, and returned upstairs.
To be fair, before today, her father had treated her exceptionally well.
Opening the drawer, she found several watches inside, along with gold, silver, jewels, pearls, and diamonds.
The wardrobe was filled with a dazzling array of dresses and outfits.
In her small case, she also stored several gold bars. Her accumulated pocket money alone amounted to over a thousand yuan, a sum only possible because she had never been frugal and loved shopping.
Undoubtedly, the Su family’s circumstances were prosperous.
Unfortunately, these very advantages had now become their death warrant.
Su Wantang didn’t bother packing. She stored the wardrobe, bed, and dressing table—everything—directly into her Space.
Time was of the essence.
No matter how well her father and sister had treated her in the past, now that they wanted her dead, she couldn’t be blamed for fighting back to save her own life.
Most of the Su family’s assets had long been secretly transferred behind her back. All she could do was salvage what remained in the house.
Su Wantang swiftly ransacked Su Ye’s and Su’s Father’s rooms, as well as the household storage.
Perhaps fearing that excessive movement would draw attention, the items in the house were still intact.
Antique paintings, jewelry, accessories—even their clothes—Su Wantang left nothing behind.
Especially Su Ye, a malevolent spirit now occupying her sister’s body, who sought to take her life. There was no need to show any mercy.
Fortunately, the Space was vast enough. She stored everything she could take.
Even the furniture in the house was crafted from high-quality Huali Wood—each piece valuable on the market.
By the time she finished, Su Wantang was drenched in sweat. Before she could rest, she heard movement at the front door.
Without a moment’s hesitation, she slipped into her Space.
The door swung open.
Su’s Father’s voice mingled with the pitter-patter of the rain, “What do we do now? Wantang beat that man so badly—she smashed a hole in his head! Lord Zhao will never let us off!”
“What’s there to fear? We’ve already bought the train tickets and secured the boat tickets. We leave tomorrow as planned—what can he do to us?”
Su’s Father lacked Su Ye’s boldness.
The Lord Zhao they referred to was the wealthy merchant from the book who tortured Su Wantang to death.
After awakening, Su Wantang had smashed a hole in that man’s head and seized the chance to escape, saving her own life.
As the two entered the house, they were stunned to find the once-cluttered living room now completely empty—even the chairs and tables had vanished.
Father and daughter exchanged glances, disbelief evident in their eyes.
“Has our house… been robbed?”
As Su’s Father’s words faded, the two, as if sharing one mind, rushed frantically toward their rooms.
But at this moment, everything movable in the Su household had been stored in Su Wantang’s Space—even the kitchen cleaver was gone without a trace.
The original Su Wantang had felt sorrowful, but hearing the commotion outside and Su Ye’s furious curses, she couldn’t help but chuckle quietly.
Served them right!
Yet as she turned away, a serious matter crossed her mind, and her fingers unconsciously drifted to her lower abdomen.
According to that book’s plot…
She was already carrying a baby in her womb.
She had altered the fate written in the book—where she was tormented to death—and in doing so, she had also changed this child’s destiny.
What should she do now?
Should she keep it?
With an inevitable fallout with her family, her pregnancy, and her identity as the daughter of a capitalist family, how could she possibly navigate the path ahead?
Su Wantang’s thoughts drifted to the father of the child in her womb—Gu Ciyuan.
Gu Ciyuan’s grandmother had once worked as a helper in the Su household. For some unknown reason, he had come to seek refuge there as a child and stayed for several years.
He left only after his grandmother passed away—he was sixteen then, Su Ye was fourteen, and Su Wantang was just eight.
Gu Ciyuan had been mischievously roguish in his youth, always teasing her and coaxing her to call him “brother.”
If she went to find him now, would he be willing?
Although she was also a victim of that incident, it had been orchestrated by her sister and father. In others’ eyes, she would hardly escape blame!
The real-world commotion continued.
Bored inside the Space, Su Wantang began organizing the items she had stored away.
She and Su Ye were half-sisters—her mother was Su’s Father’s second wife, who passed away shortly after Su Wantang was born.
Su’s Father never remarried afterward, and everyone assumed it was due to his deep affection for her mother. Su Wantang had always believed so too.
But comparing her belongings with Su Ye’s, Su Wantang realized that their father had always favored her sister more.
On the surface, they received equal shares, yet Su Ye had far more possessions, and her allowance was several times larger.
Su Wantang had to admit—it truly stung.
But she quickly buried those feelings.
She was no longer the carefree girl she once was. She needed to be strong—to protect herself and her baby.
Fortunately, Su’s Father had long been preparing to leave, having withdrawn all the money from the bank accounts. Most of it was converted into gold bars and shipped away earlier, while a smaller portion was kept at home for easy access—all of which now fell into her hands.
Su Wantang tallied up the assets: over a chest of gold bars (the excess from her and Su Ye’s miscellaneous items), a considerable amount of jewelry, and more than twenty thousand in cash.
By the time she finished organizing, she was thoroughly exhausted.
The spring in the Space bubbled softly, emitting a fresh, sweet fragrance as she drew near.
Su Wantang cupped her hands and took a sip.
The delightful sweetness instantly brightened her eyes and invigorated her spirits.
Was this really just ordinary spring water? It tasted incredible!
She drank several more mouthfuls.
Never had she imagined she could ever feel full from drinking water.
Then, her stomach began to ache.
There was no restroom in the Space, and she didn’t want to taint such a miraculous place with filth.
Luckily, the outside world had quieted down once more.
Su Wantang stealthily slipped into the bathroom and remained there for over half an hour.
She pinched her nose in disgust, her brows tightly furrowed.
When she finally emerged, she felt remarkably lighter all over.
Who would have thought that the extra Spirit Spring would have such miraculous effects!
The house felt empty and held nothing worth her nostalgia. Reporting Su’s Father and Su Ye was also out of the question.
After all, they were once father and daughter. While Su Wantang could disregard Su Ye, she couldn’t completely sever her feelings for Su’s Father.
However, she absolutely wouldn’t allow Su Ye to take the Su family’s assets to Hong Kong as planned.
So she had to reach H City before Su Ye, to reclaim the assets they had transferred earlier.
Without the Space and the Su family’s assets as backing, she wondered if Su Ye could still thrive in Hong Kong as effortlessly as described in the book.