Chapter 265 Traditional Chinese Culture Studio

The next day, early morning.

After dropping her child off at school, Sang Ruo drove to Hengyang Courtyard.

Bo Jinyan had arranged everything, and Zhang Ye, along with the relevant staff, was waiting at the door early in the morning.

"Miss Sang."

Zhang Ye greeted her respectfully, a faint smile on his face.

"Good morning." Sang Ruo asked with a smile, "Are they all inside?"

"Yes, your aunt and cousin are already waiting inside. All that's left is to complete the formalities."

Sang Ruo nodded slightly and walked in, her high heels clicking.

Upon entering the Hengyang courtyard, one immediately sees Zhang Qingxiu and Sang Yun sitting in the yard.

Their faces were extremely ugly, and their eyes were filled with intense hatred as they glared at her.

It gave her a feeling of 'wanting to kill her, but not being able to'...

Before Sang Ruo could speak, Zhang Qingxiu quickly stood up from her chair: "Sang Ruo, I only realized today that you are such a ruthless woman. You are simply inhuman! You will use any means necessary to get the house back!"

Sang Ruo was very curious about what methods Bo Jinyan had used to force Zhang Qingxiu and Sang Yun to hand over the house.

She pondered for a moment, then asked, "What methods did I use?"

“You didn’t use any underhanded tactics, but Bo Jinyan is currently in his hands. He’s even threatened me that if I don’t return the house to you, he’ll cripple your uncle’s hands and sever his Achilles tendons…”

Zhang Qingxiu couldn't even bear to continue, tears streaming down her face.

Sang Yun was furious, but there was nothing she could do.

Sang Ruo's expression darkened after hearing her words.

It was certainly not a respectable method, no wonder that man was unwilling to tell her.

Sang Ruo curled her lips into a cold smile: "Isn't that perfect? ​​If Uncle's hands and feet are really broken, he won't be able to continue gambling in the future, right? It's actually a good thing for you!"

"So, according to you, we should thank you and Bo Jinyan?" Sang Yun looked at her angrily, a chill rising in her eyes: "Before you went to prison, I thought you still had some humanity, but now you're just a complete cold-blooded animal!"

Sang Ruo had no intention of continuing to argue with them, her expression extremely indifferent: "I don't have time to waste with you. Complete the formalities immediately and transfer the house to me!"

Zhang Ye quickly led his staff forward: "Let's begin!"

Even if Zhang Qingxiu and Sang Yun were unwilling, they dared not act recklessly again.

After all, Sangyuan is still in Bo Jinyan's hands and has no way to disobey them.

After all the formalities were completed, Sang Ruo stood up from her chair and said, "From now on, this house is mine! Please restore everything here to its original state. I will only give you three days. After three days, I will come to inspect the house."

"We won't do it! You go and find someone to restore it! I..."

Before Sang Yun could finish speaking, Zhang Qingxiu interrupted her: "Okay, we'll restore it for you."

"Mom! Why do you listen to her so much?"

Sang Yun stomped her feet in anger, her face extremely gloomy.

“Your aunt is so perceptive, how come you didn’t inherit even a bit of that?” Sang Ruo curled her lips into a cold smile: “Don’t forget, your father is still in Bo Jinyan’s hands!”

Sang Yun was so angry that she was breathless.

Sang Ruo didn't look at them again and turned to walk straight towards the door.

Zhang Ye and his staff also left.

"I'm so angry! I'm absolutely furious! When did that damned woman Sang Ruo manage to latch onto such a powerful figure as Bo Jinyan? Are they having an affair? Otherwise, why would that man go to such lengths for her?"

"Yes! I also find it very strange. Her ex-husband didn't care about it, but her uncle actually stepped in to help..."

Zhang Qingxiu looked puzzled.

Sang Yun's hand instantly clenched into a fist: "No! I must investigate this thoroughly!"

...

After getting the house back, Sang Ruo's biggest worry was finally resolved.

She chose a day without snow, bought some flowers and the fruit her grandfather liked, and went to his grave to tell him that she had taken the house back so that he could rest in peace and not worry about her so much.

She also told the old man about her plan to open a traditional Chinese culture studio.

My grandfather was a very famous master of Chinese studies. He was proficient in jade carving, perfumery, medicine, and was also a skilled painter.

Her grandfather passed on almost all his knowledge to her and Fang Gan. In order not to disappoint her grandfather's expectations, she opened a clinic.

The next goal is a traditional Chinese culture studio.

She plans to use social media platforms to promote traditional Chinese culture, focusing on jade carving and perfumery.

In the following days, in addition to working at the clinic, Sang Ruo also searched for a house to prepare for her new studio.

I leave early and return late every day, spending most of my time at work.

Chen Anni and Song Linlin knew that Sang Ruo was going to open a traditional Chinese culture studio, but Bo Jinyan was unaware of it.

During the Christmas period, Bo Jinyan was less busy at work, so he bought some food that Sang Ruo and Song Linlin liked and went to Youfenglou.

The person who opened the door for him was Song Linlin.

"Godfather? You're here..."

Bo Jinyan carried the toys and food inside, and reached out to pat the child's head: "Aunt Xiaoruo should be back by now, right?"

"Aunt Xiaoru is still looking at houses outside. She's been coming home really late lately; she probably won't be back until after nine o'clock."

The man's steps suddenly stopped.

In the past week, he went on a business trip and then came back to work and meetings. The two of them didn't even get to meet, and their daily phone calls were very short.

Is the clinic facing a financial crisis and has to sell Youfeng Tower to raise working capital?

The moment the thought popped into his head, Bo Jinyan quickly pulled the child to a stone bench nearby: "What kind of house is Aunt Xiaoru looking at?"

Song Linlin looked up at him: "Didn't Aunt Xiaoru tell you? She's opening a new studio..."

"A studio?" Bo Jinyan frowned even more, quickly put the things in his hand on the table, and asked curiously, "What studio?"

“It seems to be a traditional Chinese culture studio.” Song Linlin said seriously, “Aunt Xiaoruo is very skilled in jade carving and perfumery. Doesn’t Godfather know? The things she carves are so beautiful. The pair of new guardian lions at the entrance of Fenglou were carved by Aunt Xiaoruo!”

This news shocked Bo Jinyan.

Although he wasn't exactly an expert in jade and carving, he could still tell the quality of the pair of guardian lions at the entrance.

Those lions are estimated to be worth at least ten million on the market.

His woman actually has such abilities?