Chapter 17 – So Many People Watching Her Sleep?

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When she walked out of the shop, a group of staff followed behind her, carrying takeout boxes and loading them into the nanny van by the roadside.

She could vaguely hear the complaints of the customers inside.

“Ah? The buns are gone again? Did I come too late?”

“Who bought all the buns so early?”

“Same here, I got up early just to buy them, and still nothing left…”

Wen Qinghe’s lips curved slightly. Luckily, she had remembered this shop.

Looking back at the storefront, she felt a little apologetic—sorry, everyone. If you wake up earlier in the future, you’ll get to eat them every day. As for me, I’ve crossed decades to snatch these…

One street, several breakfast shops—just like that, she bought out the most famous ones within the inner ring.

The goal was simple: leave no trace behind.

So that day, everyone discovered that those especially popular breakfast shops had already sold out even before the peak selling hours. They didn’t even get the chance to line up…

According to mysterious sources, the reason why all the city’s internet-famous foods were bought up today was because a certain big shot’s beloved was pregnant, throwing little tantrums and being picky with food. The result—this big shot splurged for love, buying out all the city’s delicacies just to coax his pampered wife into taking another bite.

Netizen A: You’re all wrong. The person placing the order was definitely a fairy! She drove a super high-end nanny van!
Netizen B: I saw that nanny van too—it was a Ferrari!
Netizen C: Ferrari makes nanny vans now? My imagination is limited by poverty…
Netizen D: Seriously, is no one curious about which big shot it was? The stories of a big shot and his pampered wife are so juicy!
Netizen A: I know, I know! Their novel is even serialized online. I heard the author is Pear Dada! Just search it up on Red Tomato! It’s so sweet～

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Wen Qinghe: Nonsense! That van was a Rolls-Royce!

Confirmed—Netizen A was absolutely on-site, and their words are reliable!

Tsk tsk tsk～these netizens are really good at making things up… casually spinning stories out of thin air.

But she really had seen that big shot before—Yan Chaoyu～

The big shot’s beloved?

She also wanted to hear his story. When she went back later, she’d download that novel. It’d be perfect to kill time with when the internet went out.

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Wen Qinghe spent the entire morning driving around the streets of Beijing in her nanny van, leisurely collecting supplies.

By noon, she finally returned to the villa, planning to sleep for a few hours before heading out to the warehouse to collect more goods.

Counting the hours, she hadn’t slept in over ten hours. When she placed the food into her space, she checked—there were still eight hours left on the countdown.

Time was tight, so she only set her alarm for two hours.

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When the alarm rang, Wen Qinghe jumped up glowing with energy!

Supplies to collect! Not sleepy at all! Just thinking about it made her happy!

Coincidentally, Jiang Zhou had just delivered a batch of medicine.

Fever reducers, thermometers, antibiotics, cold medicine, antidiarrheals, allergy medicine, cough syrup, digestive aids, quick-acting heart pills, blood pressure medicine, and so on.

There were also external-use medicines: medicated oil, alcohol, iodine, mercurochrome, gauze, tape, cotton swabs, cotton balls, band-aids, etc.

He had even thoughtfully prepared a small refrigerated cabinet for storing the medicine.

Most importantly, there was medicine for heart disease.

Wen Qinghe carefully packed the medicine and the fridge Jiang Zhou brought into a large box and placed it into her space. These were her life-saving supplies!

After sending Xiao Chen away and confirming that there was no one around the warehouse,

she drove the most inconspicuous Maybach from the garage to pick up the goods.

Noticing there was also a balance cart in the garage, she thought for a moment and tossed it into the trunk as well.

When she arrived at the warehouse and opened the doors,

all she saw was a sea of supplies stretching endlessly before her eyes.

Xiao Chen really did move fast! She was very satisfied!

She pulled out her phone and transferred an 8,888,888 red packet to Xiao Chen, with the note: “Hard work fee.”

Receiving the message, Xiao Chen: (‘▽’)♪

Perfect～ jobs like this could never get tiring～ Long live the young miss!!! From now on, I’ll cling tightly to her golden thigh.

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All the supplies were neatly categorized and sorted into pairs.

The fruits had their own dedicated section, and she even noticed freezers and insulated boxes.

She pulled open one insulated box for a look—fried chicken! And still hot!

Mm, Xiao Chen was really thoughtful!

With this many supplies, luckily she’d had the foresight to bring along a balance cart.

Shuttling back and forth between the shelves, she spent a full hour sweeping the massive warehouse—thousands of square meters—clean of every last item.

Now that the goods were in hand, there were still two and a half hours left on the countdown.

She hurried back to the villa, already considering that she might fall into another deep sleep afterward.

And she couldn’t be sure if she’d even wake again. The huge fortune left behind by her grandfather was also a problem.

After some thought, she drafted a will on the study’s computer.

She didn’t want to make a will at such a young age, but what choice did she have…

If she remained asleep for three months without waking, 50% of her assets would transfer to the butler. The remaining 50% would, upon her confirmed death, be fully donated to a major disease treatment foundation.

After typing the final words, the last trace of attachment she held to this world vanished.

No matter which world, she was always alone, like a drifting duckweed.

Well… not entirely. There was still the original body’s father. From the moment she had entered this body, he counted as her biological father.

And besides, she still had the original body’s wishes left to fulfill.

………

Seeing there were only thirty minutes left, and knowing she had no idea how long she’d be lying down next, she took a shower and changed into comfortable pajamas.

She lay back in bed for the last twenty minutes.

Wen Qinghe silently counted down in her heart, hoping she had just wasted her time and wouldn’t actually transmigrate again.

But as the final second ticked away, her vision was engulfed by a flash of white light.

The space shifted. She felt the heavy pressure weighing on her chest, and when she opened her eyes, she found herself staring blankly at the dim, thatched roof above.

So, it really was twenty-four hours?

Her last bit of wishful thinking was gone…

“Girl, you’re finally awake?”

The sudden voice broke her train of thought and startled her.

Someone was in her room??

She turned her head and saw a white-haired old man sitting inside, along with Tang Lingling, and… red-eyed Yan Xiao?

What happened to him? Still half-asleep?

Was it this lively?

So many people watching her sleep?

Wen Qinghe: ……