Chapter 51 Kissing can exchange bacteria

The host returned to the stage and looked at the audience with a smile: "The statistics are in. I would like to thank everyone again for their generous support - tonight's charity star is..."

She deliberately dragged out the ending of the word and swept her smiling eyes across the audience.

A determined smile appeared on Shen Qiao's face.

I have been making my grandfather unhappy lately, so I took down this painting and gave it to him, which is just the right way to cheer him up.

It also eases the tense atmosphere between the grandfather and grandson.

"Ms. Su Lingyu!" the host said loudly, "Thank you for your donation of 25 million!"

Su Lingyu, who was called out, still had cake in his mouth and stood there in a daze.

ah?

Twenty-five million?

she?

But she clearly only donated five million!

Shen Qiao was equally shocked.

They were childhood sweethearts and were very familiar with each other's style - Su Lingyu only ever donated five million.

Tonight it turned into 25 million?!

If he can't get the painting, how can he give it to grandpa?!

Shen Qiao and Su Lingyu's gazes simultaneously turned to Jiang Yuli.

"Uncle, your donation...is written in my name?" Su Lingyu asked him in a low voice.

Jiang Yuli nodded lightly.

"Why?" She became even more curious. "Learn from Lei Feng? Do good deeds without leaving your name behind?"

He made up an excuse: "I'm curious about what the mysterious gift is. Cooperation will give us a better chance of success."

Su Lingyu gave him a thumbs up.

The staff sealed the painting and handed it to her: "Ms. Su, your painting."

"Thanks."

Su Lingyu took the painting and his eyes turned slightly.

Before he could speak, Shen Qiao took the lead and asked, "Sell it or not?"

"Sell it," she replied with a smile. "Since we're childhood sweethearts, I'll give you a discount—24.99 million. When is the transaction?"

Chen Qiao's face darkened. "Why don't you just go and rob it? Although this is Mr. Kong's posthumous work, the highest price it fetched during his lifetime was only three million. You're selling it to me for twenty-four million, nine hundred and ninety thousand? Are you crazy?"

"It seems you don't really want it." Su Lingyu turned around and stuffed the painting into Jiang Yuli's hands. "Uncle, this is for you."

Shen Qiao's face darkened, and he was speechless for a moment.

Even if it is a posthumous work, it is not worth this price at the moment.

Jiang Yuli did not refuse: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. Without you, this painting wouldn't have fallen into my hands." Su Lingyu admitted frankly.

Shen Qiao was so angry that he stood up and left.

Seeing this, Ge Ling followed him out.

Outside the banquet hall, Shen Qiao lit a cigarette, looking irritated.

What's going on?

Ever since breaking up with Su Lingyu, everything seems to be going wrong for him.

Is it that metaphysical?

Could Su Lingyu be his lucky star?

"Your uncle is quite rich. He donated 20 million but used Su Lingyu's name... Is he really pursuing her?" Ge Ling frowned as she spoke to avoid the smell of cigarettes.

Men who smoke should die!!!

Shen Qiao exhaled a puff of smoke and glanced at her calmly: "Do you think he is sincere or is he doing this for profit?"

Ge Ling smiled. "I don't understand him, and I don't care. I want to know if you're doing this for profit, or if you're sincere."

"What do you think?" he asked calmly.

Ge Ling twitched her lips in self-mockery: "Profits, I guess."

"As long as you understand, we can each take what we need." Shen Qiao raised his foot and walked away.

Ge Ling stood where she was.

Some people are really best when they are out of reach.

When I really got it, I felt it was nothing special.

but--

She's not ready to break up yet.

Because she hasn't quite gotten it yet.

The black car drove smoothly in the night.

Jiang Yuli leaned lazily against the chair, his eyes falling on Su Lingyu's profile.

When we are not together, she sends messages non-stop, but when we are really sitting together, she just holds her phone and chats with others.

The shiny black leather shoes "accidentally" touched her high heels.

Su Lingyu tilted her head slightly, and Jiang Yuli immediately became serious and pretended nothing had happened.

She put down her phone and leaned closer to him: "I'm sorry, I just ignored my handsome, dignified, attentive and considerate little uncle~"

"It's okay, just go about your business."

"Then I'll continue replying to my friends' messages~" Su Lingyu deliberately teased him.

Seeing Jiang Yuli's expression change slightly, revealing a hint of grievance, she leaned over to him, her right hand resting on his side, looking at him with sparkling eyes: "Are you feeling better with your cold?"

Jiang Yuli's heartbeat suddenly quickened. The distance was so close that he could even smell a faint fragrance in his nose.

His throat was dry and he whispered, "Okay."

"You're in great health. If I caught a cold, it would take at least a week to recover." She remained close to him, her eyes fixed on him.

Jiang Yuli felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at him. "I heard that kissing can exchange bacteria and enhance your immunity."

"Is there such a rumor?" Su Lingyu narrowed her eyes. "Is it true? Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying, you can check."

"Of course I believe you~ But..." She smiled slyly, "Since you just got better from your cold, I have to be careful."

"Um."

It's right to be careful.

Tonight, Jiang Yuli's car drove into the Su family as usual.

Su Lingyu got out of the car happily: "Bye, I'm very happy tonight."

Jiang Yuli smiled: "Me too."

"Good night."

"good evening."

He watched her back disappear through the door before slowly looking away.

The next day.

The Shen family's old house.

Shen Qiao drank too much last night and slept until noon before going downstairs.

Before I even walked down the stairs, I heard my grandfather's hearty laughter.

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw the servant unfolding a painting. Mr. Shen was admiring it with a smile on his face.

Jiang Yuli stood aside with a straight posture.

This uncle who I can't even invite normally came to my house on his own initiative today.

And brought the painting.

Jiang Yuli has only been back in China for two years. How could he know his grandfather's preferences?

He must have overheard his conversation with Ge Ling last night.

"It's amazing that you're so filial and still think of me." Old Master Shen patted Jiang Yuli's shoulder, "A family should live in harmony like this."

Jiang Yuli's face showed no expression.

Old Master Shen glanced at Shen Qiao and asked, "You're up at this hour? Where did you hang out last night?"

"Grandpa, where can I go? Isn't it just like my uncle going to a charity dinner?" Shen Qiao walked over slowly, "Grandpa, you really need to control my uncle. A charity dinner, and he casually donated 20 million, and in the name of my ex-girlfriend - it's neither him nor Baichuan Group."

Mr. Shen's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Jiang Yuli: "Is this true?"

"It's absolutely true, Grandpa. The official website published the donation details last night, and neither Jiang Yuli nor Baichuan Group's name is listed." Shen Qiao continued, "I went there yesterday, but Ling'er and I are fiancée, so no matter whose name is listed, it represents the Shen family. But my uncle and Su Lingyu are not related, so it's not appropriate to use the Shen family's money in the name of an outsider, right?"