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Chapter 16: What a Coincidence

Yun Zijin had no idea that, having just attended an auction, her newly acquired wealth had already attracted interest. Fortunately, she was under the protection of her seven bodyguards, allowing her to return safely to Xingyu Mansion.

Villa No. 1 was large enough to accommodate all seven of them. "Place my things in my room, and then choose any of the other rooms—except the master bedroom—to settle in," she instructed.

"Yes, Miss," replied the bodyguards. They carried the items Yun Zijin had acquired at the auction into her bedroom. Without loitering or inspecting her personal space, they set everything down and left promptly.

Zijin glanced at the items on her desk: jewelry, a jade phoenix carving, and more. She placed the phoenix ornament on her desk, then stored other pieces like bracelets and assorted jewelry in the cloakroom.

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[Task Release: Please spend 5,000,000.00 yuan before midnight. Requirement: You must swipe your card with your left hand. Reward: To be unlocked]

When she woke up and saw the new consumption requirement, Yun Zijin was momentarily speechless. It reminded her of a silly superstition, like "step out with your left foot today, and you'll get dumped." Still, she had no choice but to comply.

Swiping a card with her left hand wasn't too difficult, though. After breakfast at home, she drove to the small apartment she used to rent. She had moved to Xingyu Mansion recently, but many things remained at her rental place. Now that she'd resigned and had seven bodyguards, she planned to remove her possessions and free up the space so the landlady could find a new tenant more easily.

"Please wait here. I'll call you after I finish packing," she said to the bodyguards. They initially wanted to follow, but she stopped them. Her old place was a single-room unit—tightly packed if all seven, tall and muscular, tried to enter. Besides, it contained many personal items she preferred to pack privately.

"Yes, Miss," they answered. Ensuring her safety was their priority, but they'd obey her wishes.

Zijin went up to the second floor, collecting her clothes, shoes, and other belongings. She also took photos of some small furniture—the table, stools, hair dryer, clothes rack—she had bought when moving in.

Qingqing Zijin (group chat message): "Hi everyone, I'm about to move out. I'm here today to pack up. I can't take everything with me. If you need anything in the pictures, come and get it."

She doubted anyone wanted her second-hand clothes or shoes, so she packed them in a suitcase to donate later. But the table and small household items were still good quality—someone might want them. After posting, various group members asked why she was moving or teased her about getting rich and leaving. She ignored the sarcasm, stating she'd wait an hour in the apartment. Whoever came within that time could have the items for free.

She used this downtime to call her landlady, Ms. Fang.

The line connected almost immediately. "Hey, little girl, what's up?" Ms. Fang asked, her voice warm and energetic—just the sound of it improved Zijin's mood.

"Auntie Fang, I'm moving out today. When are you free so I can return the key?" Zijin asked.

"Oh, I'm not in the Imperial Capital right now. How about this: my grandson is there. I'll talk to him and send you his number. You can hand the key to him," Ms. Fang replied. She recalled that she'd forgotten about retrieving the key before traveling.

"Sure, that works," said Zijin. "Please send me his contact."

"Alright, I'll hang up now and message you."

Zijin didn't have to wait long. Ms. Fang texted over a phone number, plus a quick voice note: "Little girl, here's my grandson's number—give him a call!"

Zijin responded with an "OK" emoji, then dialed the grandson's number. The first call was rejected outright, making her frown. Perhaps he assumed it was a spam call. She tried a second time, and this time someone picked up.

"Hello, I'm your grandmother's tenant. She told me to contact you to return the house key. She's away from the capital, so I need to give it to you in person, or mail it—whatever works."

The person on the other end fell silent for a moment, then said in a calm voice, "Ms. Yun, it's me—Lu Yunque."