Feng Qingxue was busy all night, slept late, and deeply, so the next day she naturally woke up late.
When she came out to have breakfast and looked at her watch, it was already past nine.
She was eating Shengjianbao and drinking soy milk, listening to the diners around her discussing how there was a miracle in the cultural relics department again, with all the antiques that had disappeared years ago reappearing in the warehouse and courtyard. The staff from the cultural relics bureau were counting and registering them. However, an old man who had worked in the department for decades remarked that at a glance, the numbers seemed to be quite close to what was lost back then.
"It's true, a divine revelation! I snuck in and saw it—old items everywhere, furniture, bronze and iron artifacts, bonsai, jade—all exhibited by the cultural relics department before. Surely the Fairies know the Gang of Four was crushed, so they've returned the items to their rightful place."
