The yandere is too beautiful; the fake heiress sneaks kisses through the window every day.

"What?" By the time Feng Chuan realized something was wrong, the door had already been closed, leaving him with no way out.

The guards stood at the entrance like door gods.

"What do you mean? You broke into my house and took my daughter hostage. Aren't you afraid I'll call the police?" Feng Chuan warned angrily.

Jiang Yu stood up and walked towards him, speaking slowly and deliberately, "Three years ago, a large-scale gold robbery occurred in Beicheng. You were one of the suspects who hid the stolen goods at that time."

"Wasn't this case closed a long time ago? The police searched my house back then, even breaking down the walls, but they found nothing. I've already said I'm innocent, so why are you still holding this grudge against me?" Feng Chuan clenched his fists angrily, as if he had been wronged.

Jiang Yuqing's cold gaze fell on Feng Chuan's angry face. Suddenly, she curled her lips and swept her right hand across the table, picking up the fruit knife and twirling it between her fingers.

"Yeah, they even smashed the walls, it's just a pity... they didn't smash the ceiling."

Feng Chuan, who was angry and aggrieved, suddenly turned pale.

Jiang Yu stared into his trembling eyes, then swung her right hand and threw the fruit knife above his head. The small fruit knife stuck into the ceiling with a metallic clanging sound.

Guard B's eyes widened.

What the heck? Does it mean that hundreds of millions of dollars worth of gold is hidden in the ceiling?

Unexpectedly, they actually found the hiding place. Feng Chuan tore off his honest and simple mask, stared fiercely at Jiang Yu, and pulled out the knife hidden at his waist to stab her.

Unfortunately, he was too slow and was kicked in the knee by the Dark Guard A and subdued.

"Let me go!" Feng Chuan struggled and roared.

"Shh, keep your voice down, it won't be good if you wake Xiaoxue up," Jiang Yu whispered, leaning down.

Feng Chuan glanced at the second bedroom, gritted his teeth, and looked at Jiang Yu to negotiate, "You just want money, right? As long as you let me and my family go, I'll give you half of the gold."

Jiang Yu was taken aback, then frowned in displeasure.

Are you questioning the character of a supposedly virtuous and wise ruler?

"So what do you want?" Feng Chuan asked, forced to kneel on the ground and looking at Jiang Yu.

"I'm giving you two choices: either turn yourself in, or we'll forcibly take you to turn yourself in." Jiang Yu smiled slightly, indicating that he was easy to talk to and a wise ruler.

Feng Chuan naturally refused to accept his fate, and he said, "I won't..."

The moment he uttered the word "no," a wrench came crashing down on him, knocking him unconscious.

Jiang Yu tossed the wrench back into the tool bag on the second bodyguard, clapped her hands, and calmly said, "Looks like you've chosen second place."

The guard B looked at Feng Chuan, who was unconscious with a bloodied head, and then at Jiang Yu, who remained calm and composed after hitting him, and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

The police arrived quickly, and Feng Chuan was carried away by A and B.

The area downstairs was cordoned off by the police. When Jiang Yu came down, she ran into Ms. Chen, who was returning from grocery shopping. Ms. Chen stood in the crowd looking bewildered until she saw Feng Chuan being carried away.

She rushed forward but was stopped. She saw Jiang Yu grabbing her, crying, and asking, "Sister Xiaohua, what happened? Why was my husband taken away by the police?"

"The police will contact you tomorrow, so be prepared," Jiang Yu said without giving a direct answer.

Even the naive Ms. Chen understood something at this point. She looked at Jiang Yu in surprise, "Didn't you say you were a repairman?"

"I already said it's a part-time job," Jiang Yu sighed softly, reminding her, "Xiaoxue is still sleeping, why don't you go up and check on her?"

Xiaoxue, her Xiaoxue.

Ms. Chen realized what was happening and ran home like a madwoman.

The officer leading the police team this time was a young detective who had met Jiang Yu a few times before.

"Ms. Jiang, I'll take you back to the station to give your statement."

Jiang Yu nodded and went back to the police station with him.

After all, there are still two million waiting for her to collect.

Jiang Yu sat once again in the familiar interrogation room, facing the familiar interrogator.

When the interrogator across from her saw her, he instinctively took out his phone to let her call her guardian, but then suddenly remembered that she wasn't in there for causing trouble.

"Ahem... Tell me how you discovered the gold hidden in the ceiling?" The interrogator took out paper and pen to take notes.

"Because his ceiling is a few centimeters lower than other people's," Jiang Yu said, her big, clear eyes wide open.

"Just because of that?" the interrogator asked in surprise.

"Um."

In fact, that's not all. The case file records that Feng Chuan's family had undergone renovations after the incident, which is why they broke down the wall to investigate.

Another thing is that Feng Chuan had studied home renovation, and when she entered his house, she found that the ceiling in the living room was a few centimeters lower than the ceiling in the bedroom. Since the walls were white and had been designed, it was hard to notice the difference unless you looked closely.

After giving her statement, Jiang Yu found all the hidden gold had been recovered and walked out of the police station satisfied, clutching the warm two million yuan reward.

The interrogator watched her leave, shaking his head and sighing.

"This girl is bold, meticulous, and very perceptive; she's truly a rare talent. It's a pity she's mentally ill, sigh."

He didn't notice Captain Chen standing behind him at all.

Captain Chen stared at Jiang Yu's departing figure, lost in thought.

The guard outside said excitedly, "Miss Jiang is really amazing. I must write this in my report and report it."

The armored guard spoke with a faint sense of death in his voice: "Report it."

Jiang Yu got into the car driven by guards A and B. Guard B turned around and asked, "Miss Jiang, where are we going now? Back to the Jiang family?"

"No, let's go to the jewelry store first."

She was going to buy a large gold brick for the Queen.

Bad news, there aren't any gold bricks as big as bricks.

Good news! There's a gold brick the size of a palm.

Jiang Yu happily carried the palm-sized gold brick home, and as soon as she entered the door, she looked everywhere for the Empress.

"Empress~"

"Empress~~"

"My dearest Empress~" Jiang Yu shouted at the top of her lungs, looking left and right.

"I am here."

A sound came from above, and Jiang Yu looked up.

Shen Ji slowly descended the stairs in cool-toned loungewear, the simple clothes giving him the air of an elegant young nobleman.

As soon as he stepped down, Jiang Yu rushed over to him.

"Your Majesty, look what I brought back for you..."

As soon as Jiang Yu threw herself into his arms, the smile on her face froze. She frowned slightly, grabbed him with both hands, and sniffed him all over.

Shen Ji looked at the little girl sniffing around like a puppy, raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "You missed me that much?"

It's said that when someone likes another person to the extreme, they'll find that the other person smells wonderful.

I miss that taste all the time.

The little girl clearly adored him.

Her eyebrows curved and her eyes were filled with joy, almost overflowing. The beauty mark under her eye swayed gracefully. Shen Ji smiled and leaned closer.

Since she likes me so much, I'll reward her.

A gentle kiss landed on her palm, and Jiang Yu covered Shen Ji's lips as he pressed against hers, raising her eyes with a serious expression.

"You're injured? Did the wound reopen?" Jiang Yu lifted the other person's clothes to look at the wound on their waist. Seeing that the gauze was intact and there was no blood, she replied, "It didn't reopen."

Where did that bloody smell come from?

Thinking it over, Jiang Yu reached out and pulled off Shen Ji's clothes to check.

Shen Ji had no choice but to grab the hand that was pulling at his clothes, his smile slightly stiffening. "The wound reopened, and I just re-bandaged it."

Is she a puppy? Even after changing his clothes, I can still smell the blood on him.

"How did it suddenly crack?" Jiang Yu touched the Empress's waist with heartache.

"I bumped into it by accident," Shen Ji lied without batting an eye.

You can't exactly say that someone else splattered the blood on him.