This sentence, even typing and beating plus warning.

After Jiang Yi finished speaking, she pretended to pat her own mouth, "Look at me, I can't help but talk about things that don't concern me. Since Wanwan has already divorced Jingzhou, the people we like certainly won't be the same anymore, right?"

Suddenly hearing the name Bo Jingzhou come from another woman's mouth, and being called so intimately, Shen Wanci was stunned and didn't speak immediately.

Ginger Yi's eyes were filled with hearts, like a naive girl in love: "Speaking of which, Jiang Zhou and I are actually fated. I only learned recently that he studied at our school four years ago and was a prominent figure. Unfortunately, I was on medical leave that year and stayed home for a whole year. Oh, if I had known there would be this encounter today, I would have chased after him back then. It wouldn't have been wasted four years."

Shen Wanci: “He had a girlfriend at the time. If you pursued him, time wouldn't be wasted, but the reputation of 'third party' would be impossible to shake off.”

“...”

Jiang Yi's hand hanging by his side stiffened.

What the hell is his emotional intelligence?

If you were at the Ginger family, those devilish fiends would tear you apart in a heartbeat, leaving not even a scrap behind.

She stiffly tugged at the corners of her lips, squeezing out a sentence: "Actually, meeting now is the best. Although we missed four years, we're getting married. Our families have already been discussing the marriage, and the wedding date should be set for the end of the year."

Saying that, Jiang Yi took out an invitation card from his bag: “In a few days, our Jiang family will be hosting a banquet in Kyoto, inviting prominent figures from all walks of life in the city.”

She winked at Shen Wanci: "Aren't you my fifth brother's fan? Come then, there will be a surprise."

Jiang Yihe has a cousin who is a popular young actor recently. Shen Wanci previously used the excuse that she was a fan of her cousin and wanted to know more about her idol's life and family, so she asked many questions about the Jiang family.

"A banquet in Kyoto?"

This kind of banquet isn't something you can just organize. It depends on your background, otherwise, even if you send out invitations, no one will come.

Even if the Jiang family is powerful, they are still in City A. Their foundation in Kyoto is shallow, but it might just be superficial.

"Yes, I'm going to get married in Kyoto. My father hopes I can make more connections there so that I can better help Jingzhou in the future."

Ginger Yi shouted "Jingzhou" into one mouthful, making Shen Wanci's head hurt. She put away the invitation: “Wouldn’t that mean most of the Ginger family would come?”

"It's alright, you should try your best then. Aim to turn your idol into your husband and become my fifth sister-in-law. My older brother’s parents are very easy to get along with and quite open-minded. Marrying him would definitely be a blessing."

A colleague walked up to me, "Wanwan, Dean Yu is looking for you, in the exhibition hall."

Finally, Shen Wanci had a chance to get away from Jiang Yi and, after saying "thank you" to her colleagues, hurried towards the showroom.

The museum was closed today, and the vast exhibition hall was empty. The director stood with his hands clasped behind his back, staring intently at an early Qing dynasty porcelain vase.

"Director, I'm really sorry about the crown. I will try my best to persuade..."

"You don't need to get involved in that," Director Yu interrupted her, "Do you have a grudge against Terisa?"

Shen Wanci was taken aback. She hadn't expected that while others were looking at her through colored glasses, Director Yu could see through Jiang Yihe's venomous intentions with a single word. But then again, those tactics were obvious to her, so how could they possibly hide from an elder who had spent a lifetime in the officialdom?

Her eyes were a little warm. Since her grandfather passed away, she hadn't had anyone to confide in. Even when she was wronged, she could only silently digest it herself.

At that moment, meeting the old man's piercing gaze, Shen Wanci felt an urge to divulge everything. But in the end, reason triumphed over impulse, and she only uttered a vague, "I don't know either."

She and the curator were only superiors and subordinates, and it was not appropriate to discuss private matters. Besides, her mother's case was more complicated, and the real culprit behind the scenes hadn't been found yet. It wouldn't do to alarm anyone prematurely.

She refused to say anything, and the curator didn't press her. "As for the hairpin incident, the police have made some progress. The deleted surveillance footage has been recovered. It shows Bai Yueyue stealing a key from the warehouse manager and throwing the hairpin out the window in the bathroom, intentionally making it look like that. According to her confession, she did it because she was resentful that you overshadowed everyone's limelight as soon as you arrived and wanted to teach you a lesson."

Bai Yueyue was a middle-aged woman in her forties. Shen Wanci and she were not in the same group and didn't know each other well.

She didn't believe a word of it.

"Alright, you can go back and rest. Be here on time tomorrow. There's still a whole bunch of artifacts in the storeroom waiting to be seen by the world. Oh, what's the point of doing this? There are so few people! Today's young people really have no sense of dedication. They only think about becoming internet celebrities or stars. Those professions can't compare to the satisfaction of restoring cultural relics. Just imagine, taking something broken and fixing it with your own hands – what a sense of accomplishment!"

Shen Wanci: "..."

In the detention center, Bai Yueyue sat on a wooden bench, her face haggard and pale. Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were dark circled, as if she had aged more than ten years in an instant.

Opposite her sat a lawyer in a suit, looking sharp.

Bai Yueyue clutched her hands, her face pale with anxiety and fear: "Lawyer, how many years will I be sentenced to?"

"Intentionally damaging cultural relics, punishable by imprisonment for a term of up to three years. For serious circumstances, the punishment shall be fixed-term imprisonment of more than three years but not exceeding ten years."

"So about my son studying abroad..."

The lawyer cut her off, with a knowing look: "It won't matter. He can stay abroad for a few years if he wants. Returning as an overseas talent is in vogue these days. He could come back and work as an executive at a listed company, earning millions a year – secure."

Bai Yueyue's face instantly broke into a relaxed smile: "Good, good, when can the trial begin? I plead guilty."

……

Ginger sat down in the car, and his face immediately turned cold.

She wiped the arm that had just been held by Shen Wanci with a wet towel several times, her face full of displeasure before dialing up Elder Ginger's phone and coquettishly saying: "Dad, didn't you say you brought me here to marry Jingzhou? When are you going to talk to the Bo family? It's been so long, there's not even a sound."

“You think this is City A? Where you can just say who you want to marry and it's done? This is Kyoto, Thin Jingzhou's domain. Don't even talk about me, your second uncle wouldn't dare either. The Thin family is currently under Thin Jingzhou's control, his marriage only needs his approval. Forget finding his parents, even his grandfather won't work. You should spend more time around him and get closer to his mother. Don't rush the contract. With my daughter's beauty, it's only a matter of time before she gets him.”

Jiang Yi's heart blossomed with pride, his confidence soaring. He instructed the driver, "Head to Bo Shi Group."

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