308 Lei Xinyis Journals (1/2)

”Even the chit smells of filthy money! Who lives in such an expensive Neighborhood?!” Qin Shen met her eyes in wonderment, ”Is that My Love's place?” He enquired in a conspiratory whisper excitedly.

She rolled her eyes at him. His 'My Love' was Su Qing. He was her die-hard fan and had made her promise to one day let him meet her. He had seen all her films as many times that he can quote her every dialogue word to word. It was no wonder; she wasn't Country's Sweetheart for nothing.

Qin Wentian glared at his nosey cousin and looked about ready to gauge out his cousin's sparkling eyes with gossip.

”This is my Penthouse and she isn't in the country.” She dismissed him flatly.

His eyes widened further if that was even possible, ”Damn! Even if I sold all my organs, I can't rent a fire hydrant in that Area!” He slapped his one hand on the other and exasperated as if a realization had dawned upon him, ”How rich are you?! And now you have the richest man on the continent your Boyfriend! Are you trying to take over the country?!”

She scoffed at him and Qin Wentian did the honors of smacking his head.

The drive was spent in light banter with Qin Shen stopping on every red light extra long to ogle at Su Qing's up-coming movie posters. When they finally reached they used their influence to be allowed in as they didn't have an entry pass.

Qin Shen accompanied her as she ran up the emergency stairs. Her shadow guard rounded the building and the other staff chose the front path.

If the place was to be emptied unsuspected there will be suspiciousness. But like this, it could be assumed Li Yuan did it out of obsession or because someone wanted to keep her things as bait to lure her to them.

He laughed from behind her, ”Even the emergency stairs of this upscale building are shinning!” Her lips turned up at his commentary.

It was one of her many properties she had bought after she had escaped the Lei Headquarters. Her father had sent her money and she stole several ancient jewels from Lei's when she escaped. Then she had killed 17 men and confiscated their wealth and properties.

It would have been a crazy move to buy shares when years after years she wasn't going to retail them. Shares can drop and all her money will be in the void. Mainly, they could be traced back to her. So she bought properties, antiques, and jewelry in He Zheng name making his Uncle act as his guardian.

The things looted from the 17 men she had killed were rightfully He Zheng's, the rest were hers but in his name.

She glanced at Housekeeper Yang and the three maids behind holding cartons and instructed sternly, ”Only pack valuables, antiques, and clear the rest of the house. Don't bother with the furniture.”

She was about to pass by when her eyes fell on the collection of limited edition books and her written journals. She promptly added, ”Pack these separately, make sure to cover them before keeping them. Some of them are biblical and I want these delivered to my room.”

She pointed to the Housekeeper to follow her to her bedroom, in the way she picked up a hammer. She went in the bathroom; the Housekeeper followed her skeptically, eyeing her and the hammer in her hand dubiously.

Lei Xinyi went inside the shower and turned it on for a good minute before switching it off, the dust on the tiles cleared making them gleam.

Housekeeper Yang opened her mouth to speak when a shriek left her instead. Lei Xinyi had hammered the tiles, she did it thrice breaking the flooring completely.

The Housekeeper stood there stunned when Lei Xinyi leisurely passed by her, handing her the hammer and ordered, ”Pack it up.”

The housekeeper blinked and eyed what she was talking about when beneath the debris, she saw several cases of jewelry. It was hard for her to react, should she admire her or be scared of such a wit?

She had hidden Millions worth of jewelry under her shower floor. Even if she was to be looted, no one would suspect it... Besides the finishing on the tiling, no one would guess she had done it herself!

Leaving her there Lei Xinyi headed to her wardrobes filled with clothes, accessories, and footwear from globally known brands. She needed them all packed and distributed in charity too, she made a mental note to remind them.

Throwing all the footwear's down on the third self, she took a pocket knife to crave it, revealing a biometric lock. Unlocking it she took out the main purpose she had come here.