308 Lei Xinyi's Journals

Qin Shen opened the door to the car and playfully bowed his head as if welcoming a royal. She smacked his head and seated in the car. "Take me to this address." She passed the chit to Qin Shen who was sitting in the driver's seat.

"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.

On reaching her door she unlocked her Penthouse switching off all the security programs, by sensors the house lit up. She swept a fleeting glance at the place that had been her cave where she had kept all her treasures. She had no emotional attachment to anything here. The only worth the things in here were of, were in the market.

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.

She took all the documents and inspected them, the Id, passport, her educational certificates, and a… inheritance contract. All in the name of Yin Lin. She stocked them all hurriedly in her bag and came out to see the Housekeeper Yang dragging a carton outside.

"Have the rest of the things donated to orphanages." The Housekeeper nodded. Lei Xinyi came out to see an obscene scene playing out.

Qin Shen was slouched on her sofa as if a Monarch sitting on his throne and was ordering the maids. She shook her head and threw the proxy keys to him to lock the door on his return and headed down with the Housekeeper in a row. They would come later in another car with all the stuff.

When she arrived at the Mansion, she took a relaxing bubble bath before lunch. Till she was freed, her room was set. Her jewelry was in her wardrobe and her books were settled neatly on a shelf and she was told her other stuff was placed in the Basement. 

She picked the first journal where she had summarized her studies and then the second, then without the dimension of time, she trailed off being immersed in the knowledge. 

When Li Yuan returned she was fast asleep. He sat by her and pulled her on his lap. She was taller than many women but in his lap, she was a pixie. His stubborn pixie.

He kissed her forehead and smiled down at her, taking her all in then the mess around her. Some journals were splayed on the floor and table all marred with a hardly comprehendible writing. Up close he realized it was hers but the language wasn't recognizable.

He squinted his eyes but even the Alphabets weren't from any known language but they looked eerily familiar. He held a small diary and turned on his phone's front camera. He placed it so the screen was showing the book. A chuckle left him then.

It was Italian but she had written every word inverted and even added unnecessary strokes so no one but she can understand them.* 

She was the most beautiful and unique woman he had ever seen, she was the one he wanted to share his life, heart, and every next breath with.

On her little form, she carried all the weight of the world. He was wrong to have pressured her to fall in a relationship with him when she had hardly come out of captivity. He had decided he could wait for her all his life, whenever she was ready to love him back on her own terms.

Her cherry plum lips were pouting and her cheeks were flushed, she was the most sensual creature. The blood rush in his body was instant.

His eyes trailed to her long legs dangling from his lap, the little temptress was wearing a knee-length nightgown giving him a very well view of her body. He hardened at once. He wanted to lean in but shook his head and kept the book on the table.

He carried her to lay her on the bed then fed her in her sleepy state. After the cold shower, he joined her on her bed to dream of things they couldn't do and be places where they couldn't be.

At the break of dawn, she woke up pretty earlier than she would have tended as she had slept pretty much early. Letting out a tired yawn she tried to break free from his hold as she really needed to use the restroom.

He woke up to feel her squirming in his arms a smile involuntarily graced his lips. He crushed her to him tighter then let her go. She glared at him but freshened up quickly. Wide awake he got fresh too, only to see her still in her nightgown sitting with a pout on the bed.

She held him by the arm to make him sit on the, She declared with finality, "I don't want to leave bed today."

A playful smile graced his lips, "What do you want to do then?"

She bit her bottom lip nervously before sputtering out, "I want to know about you."

A shadow passed before his eyes before he detached his arm from her, "There is nothing much to know."

He stood up to leave the bed when she grew frantic, and gripped his arm desperately, "If you share yours then I will share my story!" She bargained.

This seemed to have sealed the deal, as he gripped her chin and tilted to inspect the truth of her words. When he saw no trickery ruse beneath, he let go and lifted her up eliciting a squeal from her and walked by the perimeters of bed, and threw her above the covers before joining her in. He pulled her in his arms and started taking her down his memory lane…