Back home, Sheng Jinhe first went to her bedroom and put the guarantee certificate into her storage space. Although it lacked the heroine’s signature and fingerprint, as long as she lived in this world and didn’t sever ties with the Yao family, that family would always be a constraint for her. This piece of paper was just as useful.
Of course, she knew very well that this paper could only deter the upright—it wouldn’t stop a cunning person.
But still—this is one of the heroine’s crimes!
Just looking at it made her feel good.
Afterward, Sheng Jinhe finally had time to properly look around the house.
The Sheng family lived in a two-story house. Sheng Laoye (Grandfather Sheng) and Sun Ke’s rooms were on the first floor. On the second floor, besides Sheng Laoye’s study, the other two rooms belonged to Sheng Jinhe. She was now in her bedroom, which had a bed, cabinets, chairs, a desk, a dressing table—these were all excellent for this era—and a full-length mirror.
Opening the wardrobe, she found it packed with clothes—basically everything available on the market: military uniforms, floral fabric pajamas, Lenin-style skirts, Diqiliang shirts, lantern-hem dresses, sailor tops, Huili sports pants…
Not bad—the original owner had decent taste. Some clothes even had subtle alterations to better show off the figure.
At the bottom of the wardrobe, she also found a locked, delicate wooden box.
After thinking about where the key might be, she opened it—it was her little safe.
Inside were quite a lot of cash: 1,880 yuan, 72 cents, some tickets and vouchers, and a bankbook with 5,000 yuan, deposited more than ten years ago. Sheng Jinhe recalled it was likely left by her mother while she was still alive, possibly as a pension.
There was also a black-and-white photo of her as a child with her mother and a pocket watch. The watch was obviously antique. Normally it should have held a photo, but it was empty. All she remembered was that the watch was a gift from her mother.
Sheng Jinhe put the money and tickets she had collected today into the wooden box and stored it in her space—it was safer there.
She then checked the other room, which was clearly a study. It contained a sewing machine and a radio. After a glance, she went downstairs to check the time—Grandfather Sheng would be back soon.
Sun Ke had returned home for lunch as well. Sheng Jinhe didn’t make a fuss; the three of them ate together as usual and then went for their afternoon rest.
In the afternoon, Sheng Jinhe rode on the back of Sheng Laoye’s bicycle to the machinery factory—she needed to borrow the camera.
“Grandfather, goodbye!”
“I’ll come back on my own after getting the camera, you don’t have to worry about me!”
After saying this, Sheng Jinhe hurried off.
“You really can’t be more steady… what do you want for dinner?”
Grandfather Sheng spoke with helplessness, but his voice was full of affection.
Hearing this, Sheng Jinhe stopped in her tracks.
“Grandfather, I’ll make dinner. Don’t get food from the cafeteria—want to try my cooking?”
“You can cook?”
Grandfather Sheng doubted her without mercy. He had raised his granddaughter for over ten years—how could he not know?
“I’m smart! I found a cookbook at home this morning. Trust me—go on, hurry to work!”
Sheng Jinhe’s cooking was actually quite good. In the real world, when she wasn’t on a mission, she loved to tinker in the kitchen. As a Chinese intelligence agent, she had to master all sorts of skills worldwide.
“Alright, I’ll go!”
Grandfather Sheng clearly had little confidence, thinking he might grab some big buns from the cafeteria just in case.
At the Propaganda Department, Sheng Jinhe went straight to the director’s office.
“Aunt Xia, I’m here. Sorry to trouble you again.”
Liu Chunxia had been friends with Sheng Xi for years and had taken good care of Sheng Jinhe.
“Come quickly, let me see!”
“You little thing, I was going to visit you today. What’s going on? That Lin family isn’t good at all. Ending that engagement is good—if it weren’t for that old Lin woman forcing a child betrothal with her husband’s life, you wouldn’t have gone through all this.”
Huh? That? She really didn’t know—no one at home had ever mentioned it.
“Aunt Xia, I’m fine. Not only am I fine, I’ve completely woken up. Look, I had a high fever yesterday, and today I’m still beautiful!”
Sheng Jinhe said sweetly, acting coquettish.
“Mm, I see. Wu Fanglan didn’t bother you, right? If she dared, I’d go hit her family with a stick.”
“Aunt Xia, how can a leader be so violent? I can handle it myself—I’m Sheng Xi’s daughter; no one can bully me.” Though the original owner might have allowed it, she wouldn’t!
“Sigh!”
“You didn’t come to see me just to show off, right? Tell me—what is it?”
Liu Chunxia sighed upon hearing Sheng Xi’s name.
“Hehe, I want to borrow the camera.”
“I was about to go…”
“Okay, I’ll get it for you. Just go through the procedure and write a borrowing note. Don’t drop or break it.”
Sheng Jinhe had borrowed before, so Liu Chunxia didn’t ask what for.
“You’re so kind, Aunt Xia.”
“Stop flattering me.”
During work, they didn’t talk much, and Sheng Jinhe successfully left with the camera.
She also stopped by to see Jiang Yueyue, to ask about that man.
“Sister Yue ! Sister Yue !”
“Oh, hey, you’ve been discharged?”
Jiang Yueyue asked after going out.
“How did you know?”
“Ran into Grandfather Sheng. I was going to look for you at lunch, but I went out to get info. Didn’t even go home—should find out who that person is by tomorrow.”
“Really?”
Sheng Jinhe’s eyes lit up.
“You didn’t come just to find out about that man’s whereabouts, right?”
“Sheng Jinhe, you really…”
If Jiang Yueyue knew about the concept of a “love-brain” in the future, she would definitely slap the label on Sheng Jinhe.
“No, no, I missed you, Sister Yue .”
Of course, Sheng Jinhe couldn’t admit the truth.
“Yeah, sure I believe you!”
“What are you doing tomorrow?”
Jiang Yueyue rolled her eyes.
“When will we get news about him? I have something to do in the morning, lunch at the state-run hotel—I’ll treat.”
Sheng Jinhe was going to go to the scene of the broken engagement tomorrow.
“Alright, see you at lunch.”
“You’re acting different today… I feel something’s changed about you.”
Jiang Yueyue looked puzzled.
“Who wouldn’t wake up after such a big loss? Sisters, I’m back on track!”
“From now on, just career—no, wait, that man too.”
Sheng Jinhe quickly corrected herself.
“Tsk, ambitious. From what I heard, that man does have a fiancée.”
“What!”
Sheng Jinhe instantly deflated.
“But he came here that day just to cancel the engagement—you still have a chance!”
Jiang Yueyue was happy to see her like that, then leisurely added:
“Sister Yue , why can’t you just say everything at once!”
Sheng Jinhe pouted, almost feeling life had lost all meaning. Is love at first sight really that easy?
There are plenty of good-looking men—only one has crashed into her heart!
“Sheng Jinhe, is that all you’ve got?”
“Right, he’s in the military district compound. Which household exactly? Wait for the news.”
“Alright, I’m going back to work. Goodbye!”
Jiang Yueyue left.
Sheng Jinhe wasn’t surprised about the military district compound—ordinary people would find that strange.