But there was nothing she could do.

I felt a little sad for a moment.

The final eleven hours.

Wen Qinghe and Yan Xiao went out together to buy a gift for the family's bodyguards, servants, and butler.

He then arranged for his assistant to urgently sell off the company's shares.

The Wens Group's major move in the middle of the night inevitably attracted the attention of some people. The Wens Group, which was doing well, suddenly sold off its shares in the middle of the night.

I'll sell it for whatever price I can get.

This is like a windfall!

Suddenly, the shares that were originally sold at a low price became highly sought after, and after fierce competition, the price actually rose to a new level.

Wen Qinghe, however, was truly committed to selling for whatever price was offered. Without waiting until dawn, she swiftly collected all the proceeds within an hour of the sale.

Even so, the amount received already exceeded the market value for that day.

The assistant couldn't even imagine how high the stock value would be by daybreak.

Although he couldn't understand the young lady's actions, this wasn't the first time she had done something that left him baffled.

As expected, he could never guess what the young lady wanted to do.

After receiving the money, this young lady, along with her equally mysterious son-in-law, went around giving money to others.

This includes, but is not limited to, companies owned by the group.

I didn't sleep a wink all night.

From clothing, food, housing, and transportation to catering, furniture, and daily necessities, Miss Wen swipes her card whether she's happy or unhappy.

More than a dozen cards with no spending limit were still not used up by dawn.

Only after Wen Qinghe had stockpiled enough did she go to buy jewelry, gold, silver, and jade.

She has stockpiled no less than a hundred luxury cars from various series to store her space.

After a night of hard work, the eldest daughter of the Wen Group made a series of big moves, and there are all sorts of opinions circulating online.

Some say that the people at the top of the pyramid must have caught wind of something, maybe the apocalypse is coming, and this Miss Wen might be hoarding supplies.

Some say that Miss Wen went crazy in the middle of the night and sold off her own stocks. Maybe she drank too much. Who knows, she might regret it when she wakes up.

In short, without exception, they all said that she had too much money and was squandering the old man's inheritance.

He was truly a spendthrift, going from being the richest man in China to having his assets dwindle overnight, to the point where he could no longer even be considered a prominent figure in Beijing.

Wen Qinghe had no time to pay attention to any of this. She had spent all the money on her dozen or so bank cards, leaving her with only a small amount of money. She was exhausted after just one night.

She only buys the most expensive items. If it weren't for the fact that satellites can't take them with them and they can't be linked to product listings, she could buy a hundred or two at once.

It was also thanks to Yan Xiao carrying her the whole way, acting as her driver and a mobile human car, taking her wherever he pointed. Otherwise, with her current body, which has inconsistent control over its functions, she would have had a hard time even leaving the villa.

Just as it was approaching eight o'clock, Wen Qinghe was preparing to spend the last hundred million.

Before even entering the jewelry store, Wen Qinghe sensed something was off about the woman greeting customers at the entrance.

His expression was terrified, as if he were experiencing something horrific.

She instinctively hugged the man's neck tightly.

Yan Xiao also sensed the danger and turned around without hesitation, holding the little girl tightly.

Suddenly, a group of people in uniform blocked their way.

"Miss Wen, someone from our group would like to invite you for a cup of tea. Would that be convenient?"

Wen Qinghe: It's inconvenient!!!

She was almost back! What the hell is going on at this crucial moment?!

But these people were clearly polite with a hint of toughness.

Wen Qinghe smiled at the group of people, "Sure, but can you wait until I've finished shopping? Don't worry, it won't take long, I'll definitely be done before eight o'clock."

The leader checked the time: 7:57.

He couldn't figure out what kind of game this rich person was playing, but her actions throughout the night were so unusual that it was hard for those above not to notice.

Especially after hearing that large trucks were hauling her purchases to the warehouse, it seemed like the warehouse was only taking in and not giving out. All the trucks in Beijing were serving her alone all night, and the warehouse still seemed to be full.

He dared not let the girl out of his sight at this moment.

Their men just checked the warehouse, and it was empty, there was nothing there.

Wow, such bizarre things happen.

Is it some kind of magic? Or is this world just a fantasy?

That's why his superiors assigned him to bring this person, who might have some special ability, back.

If it weren't for humanitarian reasons and orders from superiors, he would have already resorted to harsh measures.

There are only three minutes left until eight o'clock. What can you do in three minutes?

Wen Qinghe proved to him with facts that she could spend 100 million yuan in just three minutes without batting an eye in front of him.

He bought ten sets of jewelry worth tens of millions of dollars in one go, without even bothering with the packaging boxes, just stuffing them into his pocket.

He sensed something was amiss, but then he saw the man carrying the little girl walking steadily toward him.

Wen Qinghe mentally counted down, following the man's steps: "6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..."

She even saw the stunned expressions on the faces of the group of people freeze in time.

The space shifted.

She opened her eyes.

It's the familiar rooftop of a traditional courtyard house.

Wen Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, the timing was perfect.

Otherwise, it's hard to say where she will be taken.

Wen Qinghe was still thinking about this time travel when she was noticed to be in a position where she was being pinned down by a man.

Seeing her wake up, the man's malicious intent...

"Ugh...no—"

"Sweetie, let me...do something..."

With reddened eyes, the man tore open the fragile fabric and...

She didn't even have time to take off that tiny piece of cloth, no bigger than the palm of her hand.

The man sighed; only now could he feel a semblance of reality.

It seems the system wasn't lying.

In other words, he no longer needs to worry that his wife will not return to modern society.

The mere thought of this ignites a man's passion.

"My love, I truly wish we could never be apart."

Wen Qinghe frowned slightly, blinked her misty eyes, and let out a soft hum, the corners of her eyes tinged with a delicate red.

...

Two days have passed.

The gate of the courtyard house finally opened.

Yan Xiao opened the door, looking refreshed, while behind him stood a dejected Wen Qinghe.

God knows what she's been through these past two days.

At first, she was so tired that she couldn't even lift her fingers, and she would think of soaking in the spring water to relieve her fatigue and soothe her sore body.

But after the body recovers, the man will only become more aggressive.

The ox won't die from exhaustion, but the field might be ruined if not properly plowed.

No matter how much Yan Xiao pleaded, she dared not enter the space again.

That's terrifying.

To remind him of his brutality, last night, as the man was about to continue, she lifted her leg to reveal the bruise on her knee…

Sure enough, the lust in the man's eyes faded, leaving only heartache in his gaze.

She was finally able to get a good night's sleep.