Ye Family.
It wasn't until evening that Ye Jiaorui finally received a call from Fu Dongting.
"Jiaojiao, I'm sorry, I just finished up with my work."
Ye Jiaorui responded with a considerate tone, "It's okay, Dongting brother, your work is important."
Sheng Wanrou urgently signalled to her with her eyes.
"Dongting brother," Ye Jiaorui spoke up sweetly, "may I ask for your help with something?"
"What's up?"
"Grandma is returning next month, and it just so happens that her birthday is coming up. I want to prepare a gift for her, but I'm not very familiar with Yun City and I don't know where to buy good calligraphy and paintings…"
"You want to buy calligraphy and paintings?" Fu Dongting said, "I'm actually going to Antique Street tomorrow morning. I'll accompany you to buy it then."
"That would be wonderful, thank you Dongting brother."
After hanging up the phone, Sheng Wanrou asked, "How did it go? Did Dongting agree?"
Ye Jiaorui nodded shyly.
Sheng Wanrou breathed a sigh of relief, then spoke earnestly, "Dongting is busy with work, so Jiaojiao, you must take the initiative. Don't be shy, relationships need to be cultivated. Fight for it and marry into the Fu Family soon. It will also spare us the concern that some people still have about him."
This "some people" was naturally referring to Sheng Congzhi.
Ye Jiaorui, of course, understood.
With Fu Dongting's impressive external conditions and being the future heir to the Fu Family, countless daughters of wealthy Yun City families coveted the position of young mistress of the Fu Family.
And Sheng Congzhi and Fu Yan had been married for over half a year; yet, the Fu Family had shown no signs of letting her marry Fu Dongting. Moreover, "Palace" was about to start filming, and she would have even fewer chances to see him in the future…
Returning to her room, Ye Jiaorui dialed a number, "Do you still have stock of the medicine from last time?"
"Of course," the other party laughed, "how much do you want?"
Ye Jiaorui asked, "Is there anything stronger in terms of effect?"
The other person laughed more obscenely, "I have whatever strength you need, as long as the money is right, I guarantee it'll turn your world upside down..."
Ending the call, Ye Jiaorui slowly revealed a sinister smile.
Since last time Sheng Congzhi managed to marry into the Fu Family by sleeping with Fu Yan, she would certainly be able to do the same!
…
The next day was Sunday.
Fu Dongting arrived very early, to apologize for his absence the day before.
The Ye Family naturally showed great understanding.
Afterward, the two set off for Antique Street.
On the way, Ye Jiaorui began to inquire, "Dongting brother, are you going to buy antiques today?"
"No," Fu Dongting explained, "I have an ancient painting that needs restoration. I just found a restoration master on Antique Street yesterday."
**
Last night, someone didn't come home, leaving Sheng Congzhi happily relaxed, and she got up early today.
Before 10 o'clock, she arrived at Antique Street.
Upon entering Luo Mansion, she saw two familiar faces.
"What are you doing here?" Ye Jiaorui was surprised.
Sheng Congzhi laughed, "Is this store yours? If you can come, why can't I?"
Ye Jiaorui was furious, "I'm here to accompany Dongting brother to restore an ancient painting."
"What painting?" Sheng Congzhi raised an eyebrow.
It couldn't be the "The Ode to the Nymph of the Luo River" from yesterday, could it?
"Is it any of your business?" Ye Jiaorui looked at her.
Because she had work to do, Sheng Congzhi dressed more casually today: loose-fitting flared jeans, a simple white T-shirt, a slender left wrist wrapped in a loop of an Agarwood Bracelet, along with sunglasses and a baseball cap…
Fu Dongting was also observing and blurted out with confusion, "Are you tracking me?"
As soon as these words came out, Sheng Congzhi's face was filled with question marks, "Are you crazy?"
Ye Jiaorui immediately defended her husband, "Why are you cursing people?"
Sheng Congzhi took off her sunglasses, her peach blossom eyes shimmering, "If you're crazy, you should go to the hospital, not make a fool of yourself here!"
"What are you pretending for?" Fu Dongting scoffed, "Yesterday afternoon, you saw me come here, right? So you came here on purpose today, what exactly do you want to do?"
Ye Jiaorui suddenly realized, and her fingers clenched tightly, "You really can't let go of brother Dongting!"
Fu Dongting was even more righteous, "Sheng Congzhi, let me tell you once again with all seriousness: if it weren't for grandfather's request, I would never have gotten engaged with you because I don't like you at all! As for now, you're married to my uncle, as a married woman please have some self-respect and stop pestering me."
Just then, Luo Yuanjiu came out carrying a tray, and as soon as he saw Sheng Congzhi, his eyes lit up, "Good morning, big..."
"Early in the morning, is it really good to be so narcissistic?" Sheng Congzhi said, as she casually picked up a teacup from the tray and threw its contents straight at Fu Dongting.
She moved too fast.
Fu Dongting had no time to dodge, and his face was splashed with tea leaves, his expensive custom-made white shirt was splattered with tea stains, and the fabric clung to his chest, soaking wet and in a sorry state.
Luo Yuanjiu was stunned.
Fu Dongting was caught completely off-guard.
As for Ye Jiaorui, "Sheng Congzhi, what the hell are you doing?"
"Just cooling him down," Sheng Congzhi put the teacup down with a click, "Pity, the water was lukewarm."
"You're simply a shrew!" Ye Jiaorui approached with tissue in hand, "Brother Dongting, let me wipe it for you..."
Good manners forced Fu Dongting to maintain his composure, "We're in public, I do not wish to stoop to arguing with a woman, if you do not want to be on the trending search, leave immediately!"
Hearing this, Luo Yuanjiu grew anxious, "Mr. Fu, your 'Ode to the Nymph of the Luo River' still needs to be restored by Senior Sister."
"What are you saying?"
"Senior Sister, she..."
Before he could finish, Sheng Congzhi silenced him with a look.
Immediately after,
"So, you were looking for Senior Sister Luo." Sheng Congzhi sneered, "Don't worry, she's not going to take the job."
Ye Jiaorui was confused.
Fu Dongting was even more perplexed, "What do you mean by that?"
"The literal meaning." Sheng Congzhi put on her sunglasses and turned to leave.
Fu Dongting watched her walk away, his handsome face twitching slightly, his heart overflowing with irritation.
But more troublesome things were about to come.
Before long, Luo Yuanjiu's phone rang, and he answered, "Senior Sister..."
Sheng Congzhi spoke quickly, "Tell Fu Dongting, I won't fix that painting."
"Ah?"
...
After hanging up the phone, Luo Yuanjiu's face was full of apologies, "Mr. Fu, I'm terribly sorry, Senior Sister just called, and she can't fix your painting for the time being."
Fu Dongting was completely bewildered, "Why?"
"Ah." Luo Yuanjiu sighed, "Senior Sister is very busy, especially just now..."
Ye Jiaorui's face turned pale suddenly.
Could it be that Sheng Congzhi really knows that Senior Sister Luo?
Fu Dongting hastily made his position clear, "If she's busy, I can wait, and I'm willing to pay more, any amount, as long as she can fix this painting."
"Mr. Fu, it's not that I don't want to help you, this is Senior Sister's decision, I am powerless, unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless you ask Miss Sheng for help." Luo Yuanjiu smiled, "Her relationship with Senior Sister is not ordinary."
Fu Dongting: "..."
Ye Jiaorui also: "..."