The night was very long, and it was like someone had planted a time bomb in my mind. I didn't know when it would explode, giving me a very oppressive and nervous feeling.
It wasn't until dawn that I went downstairs with my exhausted body and asked the servants to clean the second floor.
"Empty the master bedroom and throw away everything, including the bed!" My voice was hoarse.
"Miss Shu, what I mean is, clothes and jewelry..." the servant asked me cautiously.
"The valuables were cleared out and disposed of as second-hand items at low prices, and the money... was donated." I'm not short of the money, I just feel sick and resentful.
Several servants looked at each other and hurried upstairs to deal with things.
I called two other servants and asked them to contact the furniture recycling company and take away all the customized sofas, tables and chairs in the villa at a discounted price.
As for how Jin Han will deal with the empty villa here in the future, it is his business.
In short, everything I have carefully arranged will never give Xiang Qing a chance to be polluted again!
"Miss Shu, do you still want this carpet?"
"Miss Shu, where is this tea set?"
"And that pot of orchid, should you keep it or..."
I sat on a chair in the living room, listening to the servant's questions. I ordered them to be processed one by one, and then waited for the people from the furniture recycling company to arrive.
I have spent five years here, watching the servants clean up the things I bought myself one by one. My heart is not without any waves, but I can control it.
At this time, there was a whistle outside. I thought it was someone from the furniture recycling company coming to move furniture, so I got up and walked out.
Just as he arrived at the door of the living room, Jin Han's tall and cold figure walked in.
When the servants coming in and out saw him coming, they all showed anxious and nervous expressions.
Why are furniture recycling companies so slow? I felt a little irritated, so I ignored Jin Han and returned to the chair to sit down again.
"Mr. Jin..." A servant was carrying a painting and cautiously called Jin Han.
Jin Han's eyes were extremely cold, sweeping over the servant like a blade, "What are you doing?"
The servant didn't dare to reply and just looked at me pitifully. After all, this was my order.
"Just move it out and put it in the yard. What are you afraid of? Everything here was purchased by me myself and I have the right to deal with it." I ordered coldly, my words full of confrontation with Jin Han.
The servant nodded quickly and walked out with the painting, but Jin Han stretched out his hand to stop her, "Put it down!"
The servant was all alert and just about to put down the painting, I had already stood up and said, "Take it out!"
"I asked you to put it down!"
"take it out!"
The instructions were given in unison, making the servant stand there without daring to move, like a sculpture.
Jin Han's long legs crossed and he came to me in a few steps. His handsome and extraordinary face was full of anger, "Shu Wanyi, what do you want to do?"
"Didn't you see? Clean up the trash." I sneered, "Oh no, I'm wrong. I'm making room for Xiang Qing."
"I never promised to let her live here, and there is a limit to how much trouble you can make." Jin Han's voice was colder than mine. In terms of indifference, others may still need to pretend, but he exuded an air of indifference from the inside out. A feeling of coldness.
"Fu Jie asked her to live here, which indirectly means you agreed. Besides, I don't care now. I just get rid of the things I bought with my own hands. Is there any problem?" I didn't show weakness, but my voice became louder and louder, "Jin Han , you should thank me for my thoughtfulness, otherwise I will have to trouble you and Xiang Qing to clean it up yourself in the future."
Jin Han was irritated by my attitude, and he suddenly knocked down a decorative sculpture held by a servant next to him.
The porcelain sculpture fell apart instantly, making a crisp shattering sound, just like my marriage, it was too horrible to watch.
The servant trembled and ran away, while I looked up and stared at Jin Han, "Jin Han, don't let me look down on you. You have to protect Xiang Qing to the end. Don't let her provoke me. Those photos I will settle the matter with her."
"Settling the accounts, how?" Jin Han came closer to me, with a bit of cruelty and ridicule in his lowered eyes, "Just empty this place, right?"
Of course not, I looked away and ignored his gaze.
At this time, Jin Han's cell phone rang. After taking a look at the caller ID, he went outside to answer the call. I guessed it was probably Xiang Qing's call.
Three minutes later, he returned and asked the servant, "Have you seen a vocal sheet?"
"What?" The servant didn't understand at all and obviously didn't see it.
I did see it, it was in the drawer of the master bedroom last night.
When I was cleaning it, I recognized it as Xiang Qing's and threw it directly into the trash can. If the trash can hadn't been cleaned yet, it should still be there.
Seeing that the servant didn't know, Jin Han didn't come to ask me. Instead, he went directly to the second floor and entered the master bedroom. After a while, he came down with a piece of vocal music.
My heart became a little colder.
It turned out that he came back to get Xiang Qing's vocal sheet music.
"Do you have to do this?" Jin Han stopped when he passed by me and asked in a low voice with unclear meaning.
"Yeah." My answer was only one word, and I had exhausted all my strength.
The aura on Jin Han's body seemed to solidify for an instant, bringing with it a chill.
But he said nothing more and left Yunshuiting, just like every time he left, without any attachment.
Just as he was leaving, people from the furniture recycling company also came. I endured the unspeakable emotions in my heart, negotiated a price with them, and split the furniture and moved it away.
Yunshuiting's villa was relatively large, and the items purchased there were many and expensive, so it took three days to clean them completely.
During this period, I did not leave Yunshuiting. After seeing with my own eyes that the items I purchased and arranged were cleared, I called Xiao Li exhausted, "Go home."
"Miss Shu, are you okay?" Xiao Li looked at my pale face and asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, just drive." I sat in the back seat and ordered softly.
Xiao Li said no more, the vehicle started smoothly and drove away from Yunshuiting.
I haven't told my family what happened in Yunshuiting these days, and outsiders are even less aware of it.
Deng Jing'er was originally angry and wanted to tell what Xiang's family had done, but I didn't let him. Jin Han's people definitely wouldn't tell, otherwise it would be detrimental to Xiang Qing.
After all, Jin Han and Deng Jinger are now incompatible.
As soon as I got home, I received a call from Zhou Yanli.
"Where?" He asked simply and directly, his voice low.
"What's wrong at home?" I lay on the sofa and asked lazily, squinting my eyes and not wanting to move.
"I heard what Fu Jie said about Xiang Qing. You are very tolerant." Zhou Yanli said this as if he came to praise me for my endurance.
