Reaching the age of thirty, my income randomly doubled

Magic City is colder than Xiangjiang; stepping outside requires wrapping oneself in a thick down jacket.

Many shops downstairs are still closed, and The Bund, usually bustling with tourists, is now eerily quiet.

It’s only the third day of the new year; most people who went back home for the holiday haven’t returned yet.

It’ll probably not regain its usual liveliness until the eighth day, and after the Lantern Festival, a new wave of outsiders will flock here in search of their dreams.

Chen An’an is carrying a bank card worth two hundred million; although she can spend it freely, owning so much money all at once.

Feels pretty bewildering, huh? It’s like having no idea where to even start.

She happens upon a beggar with a broken leg downstairs, Chen An’an extends her small hand and gives him five hundred dollars as alms.

The beggar hurriedly thanks her, and as she turns to leave, the previously pitiful middle-aged beggar.

Packs up his bowl, stands up on his feet, and heads into a store to buy cigarettes before anything else.

After all, it’s a big festival – why not improve one’s life a little?

Chen An’an snorts indifferently, thinking how many swindlers there are in this society.

Then there’s her grandmother Liu Fen, who upon returning to Magic City, wasted no time in contacting her old girlfriends.

Her arm stretches particularly long, casually flashing the shiny gold watch her son-in-law had bought her.

Making a point of asking for the time, claiming it was time to cook.

In reality, it is just a show-off of her gold watch.

How blinding it is.

Grandma is so superficial, actually loving to show off in such a way.

Chen An’an keeps her electronic watch, worth over two million, hidden in her sleeve; she’s been used to wearing designer brands since she was five.

Why should she flaunt these things on purpose? Only her grandmother enjoys doing so tirelessly.

Every time she gets something good, she must take it to show off among her old girlfriends.

Attracting a round of relentless flattery, and of course, this time was no exception.

However, such behavior has caught the attention of some schemers.

Liu Fen, proudly boasting, took off her watch to bathe a few days later.

Only to have Song Yanxi discover that it was fake; the Patek Philippe gold diamond watch bought for over three million.

Turned out to be a one-to-one counterfeit from a Guangdong market stall.

What’s going on?

"Mom, come out quick."

Song Yanxi immediately recognized that it had been switched out; how could the diamonds on a real Patek Philippe be of such poor quality?

If she didn’t often wear expensive watches, she might not have noticed.

But to someone who frequently wears them, no matter how well you replicate it, they can tell at a glance.

After all, there’s a world of difference in cost between a watch worth millions and a replica worth thousands.

Liu Fen rushes out, puzzled and holding the watch, asking, "What’s going on?"

"What do you mean what’s going on? Don’t you realize your watch has been switched?"

Even as an experienced person from the capital city, it’s ridiculous to fall for such a low trick, leaving Song Yanxi speechless.

"Switched? Impossible!"

Liu Fen hastily explains, "I haven’t taken it off anywhere else except at my own home."

"Grandma, think again."

A watch worth over three million isn’t much for their family; it’s just that it feels terrible to be treated like a fool and taken advantage of.

Even Chen An’an knows she likes to show it off to her old girlfriends.

And she would even willingly take it off to let them have a look.

It must have been switched during that time.

Liu Fen also realizes something, her face turning the color of a donkey’s liver.

"Yanxi, has my watch really been replaced with a fake?"

"Could I possibly be lying to you?"

Song Yanxi says, "Yours could be exchanged for at least one hundred million if taken to a second-hand watch shop; this one, three thousand at most."

Damn it, to be deceived like this; even Liu Fen, well-versed in the ways of Capital City, has fallen for such a trick after coming to Magic City.

Song Yanxi reminds her again, "You’d better hurry home and check. I suspect it’s not just one or two items that have been switched."

Liu Fen receives a variety of nice gifts from her every festival, and watches are just one kind.

A countless number of brand-name bags, bracelets, and more.

Liu Fen is frantic like an ant on a hot pan, her heart bleeding.

After rushing upstairs to check, half of her belongings have been switched out by others.

Song Yanxi is exasperated, not because of the financial loss per se but because it feels too foolish.

"I mean, Mom, you’re almost sixty, right? How could all these things be replaced without you noticing a thing?" @@novelbin@@

"How was I supposed to know?"

Liu Fen responds angrily, "I just showed them to the old girlfriends I am closest with, we’ve always flaunted things like this at Tan Palace Villa."

"Is Tan Palace the same as here?"

Song Yanxi realized that her mom had brought the habits of Tan Palace to this kind of place.

As a result, people took her for a pig to be slaughtered.

Who lived in Tan Palace, after all? Those people wouldn’t be able to do such a thing.

But it’s different here; many people didn’t buy their houses through their hard work; they just relied on family demolition compensation to live in these luxury communities with a price of over one hundred thousand per square meter.

"You better hurry up and think about who the most likely suspect is."

"My old sisters are all people I’ve known for some time, and their families aren’t in bad conditions either."

Though she said ’old sisters,’ there were actually only two or three of them.

They usually gathered to play mahjong or dance at the square.

For a while, Liu Fen really couldn’t think of who it could be; she always felt those people were quite sincere.

"Shall we call the police?"

"What’s the use of calling the police, you don’t have any evidence to prove someone swapped your stuff."

"I have a way."

The clever Chen An’an on the side said: "Instead of guessing who the suspect is, it would be better to carry another bag to bait out the real suspect. Mom has more than one bag worth millions, Grandma can take an even more expensive one and fish in silence."

"Good plan, my granddaughter is the smartest."

Liu Fen’s eyes lit up, but to go fishing might not be so easy.

The key was she herself could hardly distinguish a one-to-one fake from a real one.

"Shall we make some secret marks on the bag first?"

"That won’t do."

Chen An’an said: "Since someone has been able to so easily swap the real thing from your hands many times, they must be a skilled old hand, surely they will check carefully before attempting, so it’s better to bring Er Piya with you."

"Er Ya, does she have such discernment?"

"Grandma, you really underestimate Er Piya. She has grown up around luxury goods since she was little; she has visited all sorts of big-brand stores and can tell the real from the fake at a glance."

Er Piya indeed had such discernment; it wasn’t some superpower, just something cultivated by spending money.

It’s hard for anyone but the true top-tier rich second generation to develop such keen eyes.

Erya, holding a bag of potato chips and nibbling away, was dragged out by her sister to crack the case.

Hearing about it, her eyes immediately widened.

She was too eager for such a task; people normally wouldn’t be on guard against such a small child.

She was the most suitable for the job.

Ordinary goods, it’s hard to lure someone to commit a crime again in such a short time.

To fish successfully and quickly, you have to put a lot at stake.

Liu Fen followed Song Yanxi to her walk-in closet, opened it, and was simply blinded by her own titanium alloy dog eyes.

The watches worth over one million were neatly arranged across three display cabinets.

As for those limited-edition handbags, they were even more numerous and dazzling.

And car keys? There were dozens of bunches.

Did she even distinguish which keys went to which cars?

Living such a Small Day, even as a mother, she had to admit it was a peak of womanhood.

She wasn’t here to see something rare; she was just here to pick something to fish for the big one.

Chen An’an thought for a moment and picked out a limited edition Hermes bag belonging to her mother.

Valued at over five million, she had Er Ya take a good look at it first.

Er Piya looked disdainful; what’s so good about that?

Wasn’t it just a broken H bag?

With just a twitch of her little nose, she knew whether it was the real deal or not.

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Those counterfeits, very hard not to see through for her.

"Grandma, you just carry it and show off for a couple of days, then take Er Ya with you."

"Why wait for a couple of days?"

"Of course, we have to wait for their fake goods to arrive before they can switch," said Chen An’an, "Such things are most abundant in Guangdong. If they want to swap out your real bag, they first have to buy a super A-grade replica from there."

Alright then… Liu Fen was too angry to think clearly; otherwise, she could have easily realized the key points.

The case was clear now; the perpetrator was definitely one of her close old sisters.

Just wait for them to become tempted, then catch them in the act with the sharp-eyed Er Piya.

As for the worry that the other party might cause a fuss and not admit to anything, that was not an issue.

Half of the community’s security guards had been arranged by her Dad; they were no ordinary people.

In this community, their family had at least eighteen bodyguards dispersed around.

Under normal circumstances, it was simply impossible for anyone to harm any of them.

Just catch someone in the act once, and the rest would be easy.