"Then why did you call here? To see my house being ruined like this?" It was bad enough to have their property forcibly taken, falling from a life of noble luxury to that of commoners; they could only endure the humiliation in these turbulent tis, living under hostile forces.
They could do whatever they wanted to her house; she had no way to protest.
But calling her here specifically to witness it like this was truly infuriating.
"No, it’s just that there are so safes and locked rooms in the villa, and we don’t want to damage them, so our supervisor sent to ask you to open them." The staff mber said.
Jun Yiyi frowned; she had gone to great lengths to move out any light and valuable pieces of jewelry and treasures earlier.
But there were so bulky items in the house, furniture and artifacts that were extrely valuable, bought by Madam Aisha over the years. In a noble family like this, every item was a masterpiece, collectively worth even more than the villa itself.
She also felt quite heartbroken, but feared any large action might arouse suspicion, leading to investigation and potentially having her accounts frozen, so she dared not make big moves.
It seems this governnt has no intention of sparing the treasures in this house.
Following the staff inside to the villa’s hall, she indeed saw many workers moving those precious pieces of furniture and taking down the huge painting from the wall. The painting, several ters in length and width, was a masterpiece of a world-renowned artist. It was a collection acquired by Madam Aisha’s father during his lifeti, worth a great fortune, and had been kept by Madam Aisha ever since his death, despite Governor Yun’s desires to possess it, Madam Aisha had resolutely refused.
To Madam Aisha, the painting was a morial to her loving father, holding great significance.
Madam Aisha was also heartbroken over the painting, but it was too large to take away, leaving her no choice but to leave it with regret.
Now, falling into the hands of the Councilman Faction, it would either be nationalized or auctioned off at sky-high prices to fund the military.
"Be careful with it. This was my mother’s favorite artwork, and it’s a renowned masterpiece. If you damage it, you won’t be able to bear the responsibility!" Jun Yiyi scolded the workers, seeing their rough handling and lack of concern for the painting.
These idiots didn’t understand the painting’s value; if it were damaged even slightly, Madam Aisha would be heartbroken.
Jun Yiyi lowered her voice, starting to command the workers moving the furniture, arranging their order and instructing them on how to proceed. These workers, having no experience handling such valuable items and no one to guide them, were at a loss, resorting to their usual thods to disassemble and move things.
Seeing soone now directing their work thodically, teaching them what to be careful of and how to move and disassemble things, it beca much smoother for them. Additionally, Jun Yiyi’s professional deanor and authoritative tone made her seem like the chief commander, exuding an aura that demanded respect, so they all assud she was sent from above and listened obediently, moving with extre caution.
For a mont, Jun Yiyi was bustling back and forth in the hall, earnestly directing those workers, keeping herself busy.
The governnt staff watching her act this way had no objections, as any damage to the furniture would be a loss for the governnt. Her help, therefore, was considered beneficial.
However, a woman in a black dress descended from the third floor to the second.
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