Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1092: Parasite

Upon reaching the spot, the tail on Mr. Xue gestured toward the courtyard ahead: "Mr. Xue has been inside for a long time."

Xinyan scanned the nearby buildings, a doubt stirring in her mind: "Did he go in alone, or did he bring someone?"

The follower murmured softly, "Only him. His companions got dismissed, but they switched transportation several times before arriving here."

Xinyan and He Jinxuan shared a glance, both grasping Mr. Xue's extreme wariness.

Xinyan murmured, "You stay here, I'll go check it out."

He Jinxuan replied gravely, "No chance, you wait here, I'll go. He's surely armed for defense, I won't let you risk it."

Xinyan drew him aside: "Don't argue with me on this. I promise, nothing bad will happen. Trust me."

Noting Xinyan's earnest look, He Jinxuan realized persuasion was futile: "Then we go together. I vow to heed your commands."

He simply couldn't relax. If the Xue Family truly orchestrated the Gu Family's ruin, they'd face ruin themselves and resort to desperate measures.

Xinyan wanted to enter solo for a good reason. Bringing He Jinxuan would prevent using the space in emergencies, endangering them both.

Xinyan offered He Jinxuan no opportunity to halt her. She dashed forward and vaulted into the courtyard.

He Jinxuan saw her silhouette vanish over the wall, then ordered the nearby watchers, "Hold position and watch the target's every move."

With that, he too sprinted and leaped inside. Yanyan forbade direct pursuit, so he complied, yet stayed as near as possible, poised to rush to her if trouble arose.

Xinyan, slipping in first, soon spotted Mr. Xue.

To her surprise, she arrived just in time to witness him in the backyard's most rundown room, shifting the debris within.

This clutter, looking randomly dumped, held purpose—Xinyan peered clearly through the shattered window.

After clearing a route, he knelt down, groped briefly, and the wall-mounted bookshelf swung open. This ordinary room concealed secrets.

She lingered outside, eyeing the elder dart in and out multiple times, lugging a dozen wide boxes.

As he shut the hidden door, she ducked into the space.

The elder ferried those dozen boxes to and fro over ten trips to the front yard's main hall. His vitality at such an age to manage it all was remarkable.

Clearly, he mistrusted his aides and heirs; otherwise, he'd not shoulder it alone. His caution ran deep.

Xinyan's guess hit the mark. He dreaded lavish riches breeding laziness in his offspring, yet starved them and feared their misery.

Thus, he planned to distribute portions to relatives but dreaded unveiling the secret chamber, handling it personally.

She watched him haul all to the front yard's main room, reset the rear messy space, rest up, then toil to load it onto the outer vehicle—his resolve evident.

But it was pointless. Hearing the car rumble off, Xinyan beckoned He Jinxuan nearby: "You're so naughty. Get outside and wait, tell the others to tail tight."

He Jinxuan nodded: "Okay."

As He Jinxuan exited, she replicated Mr. Xue's trick of upending the mess to shove it aside, unveiling the secret entry.

Gazing at the stash within, she pondered the atrocities amassed for such wealth—truly shocking.

Surprisingly thorough, he even logged the exact contents stored there.

She fetched gloves from the space, slipped them on, then sifted the ledger. Locating the Gu Family section, she saw him as a bloodsucker, pocketing gains under guise of elite duties.

With the hoard's origins murky for the Gu Family portion, she claimed matching the listed tally—extra wouldn't hurt.

The remainder stayed put, ideal as damning proof against him.