The mother and daughter had to do everything themselves. In fact, she was brought up as the Eldest Miss, never lifting a finger for household chores.
But facing a noble lady like Madam Aisha, who was even worse at chores and looked pitifully helpless in the kitchen, she had no choice but to brace herself for battle!
While preparing dinner, she suddenly heard soone knocking at the door. Opening it, she saw it was a stranger, a governnt officer.
Jun Yiyi was imdiately on alert.
Getting involved with the governnt always spells trouble, but she had expected it. It was impossible for the current governnt to ignore the families in these areas. They would co to investigate them sooner or later, hoping to extract so secrets about Governor Yun.
She had long imagined they would co to take her and her mother for questioning and had ntally prepared to distance themselves from Governor Yun. But surprisingly, no governnt intelligence agency had bothered them in the past month or two, to her amazent.
Is this the mont?
"Miss Yun, we need you to co with us," the officer said politely, not seeming to want to escort her to an interrogation.
And he only wanted to take her, not asking for Madam Aisha too— perhaps they weren’t planning to question them.
With questions in her mind, she got into the car with him. The route was unexpectedly familiar, and Jun Yiyi realized they were taking her to the villa she and Madam Aisha used to live in.
She was astonished, stepped out of the car, and saw the always quiet and elegant villa was wide open with people constantly coming and going. The beautiful, clean garden was trampled, losing its forr elegance and tranquility. Many plants were crushed, and even the carefully designed wisteria corridors flanking the entrance were uprooted, leaving two barren strips. The once lovely courtyard was entirely ruined and turned into a public space devoid of beauty.
Seeing this, Jun Yiyi was both angry and speechless. This had been her ho ever since arriving in the Aus Empire, and she felt an emotional attachnt. Its current chaotic state, like a garbage dump, was enraging.
It had long been heard that the properties and villas of high officials from the Queen’s Party were confiscated by the Councilman’s governnt. Naturally, these properties represented enormous wealth, which they wouldn’t overlook, yet they showed such disregard.
"What are you planning to do with this place?" Jun Yiyi glared at the officer, displeased.
The officer saw her angry expression and apologized, saying, "Sorry, this place has been requisitioned by the relevant governnt charity to serve as a shelter for holess people, giving them sowhere to stay and eat."
Holess people? Doesn’t this city already have designated apartnts for sheltering the holess, all managed under a comprehensive system? Why suddenly use these confiscated villas as residence for the holess?
After all, these villas belonged to officials, lavishly equipped with high-tech facilities— surely more suited for converting into office spaces or exhibition areas than housing the holess.
Using such valuable mansions for the holess is an enormous waste and utter bewildernt— no sensible governnt officer should co up with such an absurd idea.
It’s complete squandering; what are those institutions thinking?
"Why did you bring here? To show my ho being ruined like this?"
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