Ye Qing owns four houses; the one in S City is considered her mother’s, and the one in the Capital City was sold by Mei Langchi. Over the years, her mother often talked beside her, swearing that Mei Langchi sold her house and factory. At first, she hated it, but now she doesn’t feel much about it.

She has one house in Z City, and two more near the port and H City. As for the port one, she couldn’t ensure whether her assistant had told Mei Langchi about it. But the remaining two are her security for going abroad.

She heard from Ding Dongqin that housing prices are very high now. The small courtyard she bought years ago in Z City for a few thousand yuan can now easily sell for tens of thousands.

If she sells these two houses, then she has at least over a million yuan. When she moves to New Japan, she can have a sufficiently good lifestyle. Starting over won’t mean being extravagant; she has the brains to make herself better.

On her journey, Ye Qing couldn’t help but marvel at the country’s changes. How can development be so rapid in just a few years? She doesn’t quite know if going to another country is good or bad.

Though she has doubts, Ye Qing doesn’t intend to go back on her decision. She never regrets the decisions she makes.

Ye Qing arrived at her courtyard in Z City at midnight; she was afraid to enter. The trauma left by Li Kaiying still cast shadows on her. The house remained unoccupied for years; by the crack of the door and moonlight, one could see the desolation inside.

Ye Qing didn’t enter; she sat outside and stayed for the night. When dawn came, she went to a public place to tidy up, had a simple breakfast, and went to the real estate agency. She wanted to sell the house as soon as possible.

Although the house needed some tidying to sell at a higher price, Ye Qing didn’t want to go in. Apart from the two hundred yuan given by Ding Dongqin, she was penniless and didn’t want to hire someone to clean.

Before talking to the agency about selling the house, Ye Qing asked about the property market nearby. No one was selling houses like hers around; people nearby knew it was not far from demolition. Houses like hers, once demolished, would come with compensation plus allocation of two more houses.

These houses were worth over two hundred thousand. This year, housing prices have risen—seven to eight hundred per square meter. Houses like these would be allocated two hundred or three hundred square meters.

When the agency heard Ye Qing wanted to sell her house, they were surprised. The agency boss immediately wanted to buy it himself; it was a surefire profitable business. He had the money, so why not buy?

Ye Qing knew she’d earn more from waiting for demolition, but she couldn’t wait. However, she wasn’t foolish, asking for a price of twenty thousand without budging.

The boss thought about it for two days, finally deciding to buy. Thus, Ye Qing didn’t stay long in Z City, just about a week.

So no one noticed Ye Qing’s presence. After she got the money, she directly took the bus to H City. Her courtyard there was in a bustling area. By the time Ye Qing arrived, it had been demolished. However, they couldn’t reach anyone at the time, only knowing Ye Qing, but couldn’t contact her family. They could only leave her three houses and fifty thousand yuan in cash. Fortunately, not too much time had passed, and they acknowledged it. Otherwise, Ye Qing would have lost this set of houses. This is her luck. Ye Qing quietly thanked the heavens for still favoring her, giving her another chance to start anew.

She plans to sell these three houses altogether. Given the seventy-plus square meters per house here, one can sell for about eight or ninety thousand, as this area was more developed, thus more expensive than Z City.

Eager to leave, Ye Qing sold them for sixteen thousand per house.

The port house is a small villa; when Lin Wan visited, everything was fine. Maybe her assistant still had some feelings for her, having worked with her for so long, so she hadn’t mentioned it to Mei Langchi. Though it’s still here, she’s not planning to sell it. The money she has now is enough for her life abroad. This villa, she plans to leave to Hua Hua. Since the child is born, she must take responsibility. It’s her only attachment.

After arranging her affairs, Ye Qing met with Ding Dongqin’s friend at the port, holding seventy-three thousand yuan in hand. She gave him her immigration documents with one hand and money with the other. Ding Dongqin was also present at the agreed location and time. Ye Qing gave Ding Dongqin twenty thousand yuan on the spot. After seeing her documents, she handed over the remaining certification money, totaling fifty thousand, to Ding Dongqin’s friend. The friend then handed her a foreign currency of ten thousand yuan, explaining things to her, including post-immigration expenses and settlement. Lin Wan’s foreign document had an address; according to Ye Qing’s wishes, her name was changed. During these days, Ye Qing had learned about New Japan having a Chinatown with many immigrant people.

Actually, Ding Dongqin’s friend could provide a full-service help to find Ye Qing a good house there, but Ye Qing wasn’t assured. She feared the house they found would not be to her liking. She wanted to find it herself once she arrived. She chose this place because it also speaks Chinese. She heard that people spoke English too, but mostly spoke Chinese. She could communicate once she was there. As long as there was a language, she could live.

After saying goodbye to Ding Dongqin, Ye Qing didn’t rush to leave but took five thousand yuan and organized the port villa’s address and documents, sending them directly to S City. She left no letter, only money and documents. Ye Qing, carrying her remaining money along with a few photos, headed for a foreign land.