After the meal, Yan Xiao was clearing the dishes and chopsticks off the table.
Tonight, Wen Yunhuai invited a professor from Peking University to his home for drinks.
After a few rounds of drinks, Professor Zhu was clearly quite drunk.
Wen Yunhuai then instructed Yan Xiao to take Professor Zhu home first.
Only after confirming that Yan Xiao had left did he call his daughter to the study.
The layout of the study is still the same as Wen Qinghe remembered.
A row of bookshelves against the wall, with a desk placed in front of them.
On the other side is a small sofa for receiving guests, and there is also a soft chair in the corner.
Although it was supposed to be a reception, she was the one who sat on this sofa the most.
Whether sitting or lying down, this was her favorite place when she was a child.
Sometimes I'll curl up in a soft chair and read a book, and I can spend the whole day doing so.
Wen's father walked around the soft chair and pressed a button in an inconspicuous spot on the wall.
Suddenly, a small door appeared to open in the wall.
Wen Qinghe was surprised.
She had spent so much time in this room when she was a child that she never realized there was such a hidden gem in the study.
She followed Wen Yunhuai inside.
Only then did I realize that this was actually a hidden basement in the small villa.
The basement is spacious and has been divided into three bedrooms and a living room.
One room was filled with food, and the other room resembled a lounge, containing a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk.
There's one more...
Are they neatly displayed antique calligraphy and paintings?!
The items hanging on the walls and displayed in the cabinets include gold, silver, jade, porcelain, and neatly arranged, well-preserved golden jewels—all of which are priceless.
Wen Qinghe's mouth was almost agape in shock, and she was speechless for a moment.
Father Wen walked toward the only slightly different piece of furniture in the room: the desk.
Uh, the desk is made of pear wood.
He walked to the inside, opened a drawer, casually pulled out a thick plate of papers, placed it on the table, and gestured for her to come and look at it.
Wen Qinghe swallowed hard. She figured that even if her father showed her something outrageous, she wouldn't be surprised anymore.
But she was thinking too soon.
There was a whole stack of documents, including land certificates and bank statements. These land certificates weren't just in Beijing; she saw the name "Wen Qinghe" on many of the papers…
She knew about the land certificate.
Two days ago, I went to the property registration office with Yan Xiao, and she was lucky enough to get a few.
But the bank statement now...
She looked at Wen Yunhuai in confusion: "Dad, what's this?"
Looking at his graceful daughter, Mr. Wen's eyes were filled with pride and satisfaction.
"This was saved up from your great-grandfather. When I went abroad, I took some of the assets left by my great-grandfather with me and transferred some of them overseas. Swiss banks have always been known for their strict confidentiality system, even in the past."
So, even though your grandfather has publicly donated most of the family fortune, our family still has some heritage.
What remains now is but a tiny fraction of what was left. Before you went to the countryside, your father tried his best to preserve it, simply out of concern for your health.
Fortunately, Qingqing has recovered. These things, now and in the future, will ensure she has no worries about food and clothing.
Wen Qinghe gasped: This is more than just being well-fed and clothed?
These items were of even better quality than those that Yan Xiao had collected from the black market in her space.
She thought her family fortune was gone, and she thought she could support her father. It turns out that everything she owned was probably just child's play with her father.
Well, the only advantage is that it has extra space, which can hold things but isn't very practical.
“Some of these land certificates were purchased before I was assigned to my post, and most of them are in your name. It turns out that Dad made the right move.”
Wen Yunhuai was very fortunate. He thought at the time that if his Qingqing could live to see the environment improve, it would give him the confidence to treat his daughter's illness.
If we save more, we might be able to ensure she has enough to eat and wear for the rest of her life.
if……
At the very bottom of the drawer, which he hadn't shown to the little girl, there was actually a suicide note.
If anything happens to the father and daughter, these items will be donated to the country free of charge.
Fortunately, my daughter got a chance and is in good health.
Of all the houses he owned, only this small villa has been returned.
This small villa was built only when he and Hehe got married.
The house was only preserved because it wasn't involved with anything else at the time.
As for the other items that were publicly known, apart from a car he owned after becoming a professor at Kyoto University which was returned, everything else had been handed over.
…
When Wen Qinghe came out of the basement, she was numb.
With so much money, why would she need a few more courtyard houses?
Well, it's not bad, who would complain about having too much money!
That evening, Wen Qinghe and Yan Xiao returned to the courtyard house.
After taking a shower, I turned off the lights.
Wen Qinghe lay in bed, too excited to sleep, occasionally letting out a sly smile.
The man found it amusing, not understanding why the young woman kept grinning like an idiot after going to her father-in-law's study once.
Yan Xiao looked at her cute little expression and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
He rolled over and pressed himself against the soft, fragrant body, his thin lips pressed against the girl's fair and delicate ear, and whispered:
"Sweetie, can't you sleep?"
The scorching breath melted beside my ear…
The man's thin lips gently kissed her earlobe.
"Um…"
Wen Qinghe was suddenly stimulated by this, and her whole body went limp.
Although she and Yan Xiao had been married for several years and were already very familiar with each other's bodies.
But this man's lust for her seemed to have no cooling-off period.
Whenever he was near her, she could always feel the man's burning, sincere body.
Once he gets what he wants, he will be tireless in taking from him.
The little girl raised her slender swan neck, her brows furrowed slightly, and her voice trembled as she spoke:
“Ayan…”
"Sweetie... I'll help the baby fall asleep quickly..." A muffled, indistinct voice came out.
Wen Qinghe bit her index finger, her eyelashes wet with tears.
She declined to comment on the method, because it was truly…
So embarrassing…
But I was also very happy.
…
The night sky is beautiful tonight, with countless twinkling stars.
The bright moon, which seems to revolve around the center of the stars, always seems to be spinning uncontrollably in the sky, making people dizzy.
For a moment, Wen Qinghe felt as if she had become a wisp of cloud in the magnificent starry sky.
Soft and light.
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