Chapter 11 Specially for Her

In the dead of night, the streets were dark and silent.

The back door of the Xia residence quietly opened, and two heads peeked out furtively.

Only after they were sure no one was outside did they carefully pull out a cart covered with a black cloth.

Xia's mother pushed a little too hard from behind, and Xia's father frowned and scolded in a low voice, "Be careful!"

Xia's mother muttered softly, "We've checked it several times at home, and it's all tied up securely, so it's no big deal if it bumps into something."

Xia's father glared at her, "What if it gets bumped, falls apart, and shatters? What if someone sees what's inside? Can you afford to gamble that?"

Xia's mother shut up and turned to lock the back door.

They were both dressed in black, and apart from the sound of their carts rolling over the road, the two of them and their cart blended almost into the darkness.

They walked cautiously, constantly praying that they wouldn't encounter anyone else.

Fortunately, they were safe and sound until they reached their destination.

Xia's father unloaded the cart and began to get busy, urging, "Hurry up, it will be dawn in another hour."

Mother Xia lifted the black cloth covering the cart, finally revealing its true form—

Dozens of large mahogany boxes were stacked on the cart, and they were tied tightly with coarse hemp rope, wrapped around them three times to the left and three times to the right, so that they would not fall off.

Xia's mother carefully cut a section of the hemp rope, supported the rickety mahogany chest on top, and turned to say, "Master, come and lend a hand, it's too heavy."

Just as Xia's father dug up the tombstone, revealing a passage leading to the underground, he heard this, dropped his shovel, and went over to carry the large box down.

They were so busy that they didn't notice a person in a tree not far away.

Xia Fanxing sat in the tree, and although she was some distance away from them, she felt as if she were there, seeing and hearing their every move and every word with exceptional clarity.

It must be the magical effect of the spiritual spring water in the space.

Xia Fanxing's plan was correct. After seeing the tragic state of the Song family's house after the theft, the Xia family indeed dared not hide their property at home anymore, but instead organized it and put it in a place they felt was safe.

Xia Fanxing looked around and couldn't help but admire her father's boldness and courage.

This used to be a cemetery, but it was ruined by the anti-corruption campaign and no one dares to come and pay their respects anymore.

Who would have thought that the Xia family would actually dig up a treasure trove here?

While the two were busy, Xia Fanxing quietly climbed down the tree and sneaked into a nearby resident's house to lure the person out.

"Who's there?" The male homeowner woke up alertly, chased after them outside, and followed them all the way to the vicinity of the cemetery.

He saw faint candlelight in the cemetery, and with a mixture of curiosity and fear, he looked closely and saw two unfamiliar faces walking out of the cemetery!

He was so frightened that his back went cold and he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly ran back to his warm bed and hugged his wife tightly to calm down.

Having achieved her goal, Xia Fanxing took out her bicycle from her spatial storage and rode home.

The Xia family's assets are far more than just these few large boxes; she'll come back and raid them after they've finished moving.

The next day at noon, Xia Fanxing was still lazily lying in bed when there was a sudden knock on the door.

Xia Bai's soft, sweet voice rang out: "Sister, too many unpleasant things have happened these past few days. How about we go out and have some fun to clear our heads?"

There was no response from inside the room. Undeterred, Xia Baijiao kept talking about what kind of show she had prepared, and how it would be a lot of fun.

A dozen minutes later, the door opened, revealing Xia Fanxing's cool and beautiful face. "Where are you going?"

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When Xia Fanxing and Xia Baijiao arrived at the riverbank, the others had already been there for some time.

When Chang Xiang saw that both of them had arrived, he couldn't help but nudge Xia Yu with his elbow with a wicked grin, "Well done, Young Master Yu, you're a true brother!"

Xia Yu frowned and got up.

He walked quickly to Xia Baijiao's side, grabbed her wrist without saying a word, and started walking back.

"Sister, I only asked you to inform her, not to come along. Go back now."

Xia Yu only realized what she had done the night before after she woke up yesterday afternoon.

He was terrified and regretful, and all the complex emotions in his heart eventually turned into resentment towards Xia Fanxing.

So when Chang Xiang brought up the matter of him taking Xia Fanxing to hang out with his buddies again, he readily agreed.

That night, Chang Xiang had clearly stated his intentions, and Xia Yu was well aware of what Xia Fanxing would encounter upon arriving.

He didn't feel guilty at all; on the contrary, he felt a sense of satisfaction from revenge.

If he hadn't mistaken a passerby for Xia Fanxing that night, how could he have impulsively accepted the opium Chang Xiang offered in a fit of pique?

It's all Xia Fanxing's fault for leading him down this path of no return. Even if he dies, he'll drag her down with him.

But today's situation is specifically set up for Xia Fanxing, and Xia Baijiao absolutely cannot be involved!

Faced with Xia Yu's obvious attitude of kicking her out, Xia Baijiao pouted, her eyes reddened, and she said on the verge of tears, "Xiao Yu, why did you only introduce Sister Fanxing to your friends, but not me? Is it because in your heart, Sister Fanxing, who grew up with you, is more important?"

"Of course you're more important! You're my real sister, she's nothing!"

"Then I'll stay. I'd like to meet your friends too."

Having said all that, Xia Yu had no choice but to take Xia Baijiao back.

Xia Fanxing had already sat down by the campfire to warm herself. Chang Xiang sat next to her and fawned over her, offering her food, but she refused with a cold smile.

Xia Yu said, "Let me introduce you all. This is my older sister, Xia Baijiao, whom I just found."

Xia Baijiao greeted everyone with a sweet smile, a stark contrast to Xia Fanxing's attitude, which drew praise from everyone.

Xia Yu was very pleased with himself.

He knew, of course, that saying this would embarrass Xia Fanxing; he deliberately wanted to make her feel awkward.

Xia Yu glanced sideways at Xia Fanxing, wanting to see her reaction.

To his disappointment, Xia Fanxing did not show any signs of disappointment or sadness; she didn't even seem to notice what was happening here.

She sat quietly by the campfire, occasionally throwing in some wood, as if nothing was more important than that damn fire.

Xia Fanxing didn't participate in the ice fishing activity that followed. She sat on the shore warming herself by the fire, quietly waiting to see what tricks Xia Baijiao would play.

No matter what bad things Xia Baijiao wanted to do to her, she would retaliate by throwing the consequences back at Xia Baijiao.

An hour later, they had prepared the fish they had caught.

Some were roasted over a campfire, while others were put into jars to make fish soup. Soon, the aroma spread, making people's mouths water.

Chang Xiang took out a bowl and spoon and began to ladle fish soup. He eagerly and obsequiously handed the first bowl to Xia Fanxing, saying, "Sister Fanxing, this fish soup is so delicious, you should try it."

Chang Xiang is actually quite handsome, but his dark circles are too deep, and no matter what expression he makes, he always looks a bit sleazy.

Xia Fanxing's gaze fell on the bowl of fish soup, then she looked at Chang Xiang, whose eyes were full of expectation, and finally reached out to take it.

"The grilled fish is ready too, let's eat together!" Xia Baijiao rushed over and handed the golden and crispy grilled fish to Xia Fanxing.