"Grandma, you're in good health, why do you want your funeral portrait taken so early?"
"During my recent physical examination, several of my tests were abnormal. My blood pressure was extremely high, and I also have kidney stones. I'm afraid..." The old lady lowered her eyes, her gaze flickering.
Hearing the old woman's words, Lu Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief: "It's alright, Grandma, these are just minor ailments, they won't kill you. Don't worry."
"Everyone gets old eventually and has to die. In a couple of days it will be Grandma's 80th birthday. She can go after her birthday without any regrets." The old lady smiled and patted Lu Zhiwei's hand.
Lu Zhiwei immediately understood what the old lady meant.
"Grandma, I will attend your birthday banquet. Will you still paint this portrait for me?" Lu Zhiwei asked.
The old lady's tactic was truly ingenious in order to prevent her from refusing.
“Draw it, why not draw it? Do you have time now? If you do, draw it for me now, with Grandma sitting here as the model. On my birthday, please bring this portrait over for me.”
A portrait of a deceased person presented at a birthday banquet?
Lu Zhiwei's lips twitched slightly.
Only an old lady could come up with something like this.
Lu Zhiwei wasn't busy at the moment.
Lu Zhiwei had the best drawing paper brought over and painted a picture of the old lady on the spot.
Upon hearing that the old lady had come to the Lu Group, Shen Shuyuan arrived at Lu Zhiwei's office, knocked on the door, and came in on her own initiative.
“Grandma, why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Lu’s? I could have brought you with me this morning.” Shen Shuyuan came to the old lady’s side and massaged her shoulders.
"I don't want to disturb your work, so don't make a sound. Weiwei is drawing for me, so you can go back and get busy." The old lady sent Shen Shuyuan away.
Shen Shuyuan glanced at the painting on Lu Zhiwei's table and immediately recognized the black and white portrait.
Lu Zhiwei's painting is extremely detailed, and it is almost indistinguishable from the photograph.
Shen Shuyuan simply greeted everyone in the office before leaving to return to her own design office to work.
This painting took a lot of time. The old lady sat for more than half an hour, and her back couldn't take it anymore. She rubbed her back with her hand.
Lu Zhiwei put down her paintbrush: "Grandma, you can go back now. I remember what you look like. I'll give you the painting later."
"My Weiwei is so understanding. Here is the reward." Before leaving, the old lady took a bank card from her handbag and placed it on the table.
"Grandma, no need." Lu Zhiwei picked up the card and tried to put it back into the old woman's hand.
"One thing at a time. If you don't want to accept it, I'll have Mo'er transfer it to you."
The old lady knew how to manipulate Lu Zhiwei. As soon as Shen Jinmo was mentioned, Lu Zhiwei naturally didn't want to have anything to do with him and immediately accepted the old lady's payment.
The old lady left the office.
Lu Zhiwei then used her paintbrush to outline the details.
In the blink of an eye.
The day of the birthday banquet arrived.
The Shen family's old residence dispatched many luxury cars to attend the old lady's birthday banquet at Cuizhu Garden.
The old lady was highly respected in Yunzhou, and almost half of the upper class attended her birthday banquet.
Jiang Jingyu and the old lady rarely interacted, but since it was the old lady's birthday, she couldn't miss it.
She had gifts prepared early in the morning and arrived at the banquet dressed in elegant and luxurious attire.
Shen Shuyuan was in charge of organizing the birthday banquet, and she was busy with all the preparations for the entire event.
As soon as Jiang Jingyu's car arrived at Cuizhu Garden, Shen Shuyuan personally went to pick her up. Although Jiang Jingyu didn't particularly like her adopted daughter, she still maintained the proper etiquette and demeanor, leaving no room for criticism.
"Mom, this way please." Shen Shuyuan took Jiang Jingyu's hand and led her to her seat.
Seeing Shen Shuyuan's gentle and well-mannered demeanor, Jiang Jingyu sighed. It was just that Shen Shuyuan's status was not worthy of Shen Jingmo. If their statuses were compatible, she would not object.
"Shuyuan, I heard that the old lady went to Lu's Group to see Lu Zhiwei a couple of days ago. Do you know what she wanted to see her about?"
"Grandma asked my sister-in-law to draw a picture and send it to the birthday banquet," Shen Shuyuan said truthfully.
What painting?
“Grandma’s portrait,” Shen Shuyuan said.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Jingyu's lips curled into a sinister smile.
She was just feeling bored and had nothing to do lately, with no one to keep her entertained.
And here it is, someone has come knocking on our door.
Are you sure that's a funeral portrait?
“Of course, I’m a professional artist, so I can see it naturally.” Shen Shuyuan knew exactly what Jiang Jingyu wanted to do.
It would be perfect if Jiang Jingyu could expose this.
Shen Jinmo was eagerly anticipating this birthday banquet, hoping to take the opportunity to reconcile with Lu Zhiwei. However, if Lu Zhiwei suffered any great injustice at the banquet, even if a god descended to earth, it would not be able to reverse this marriage.
"Lu Zhiwei really agreed to come?" Jiang Jingyu asked with a smile.
"Yes, she's confirmed she'll come."
"Heh, this is going to be good." Jiang Jingyu smiled and quickened her pace as she entered the banquet hall.
Shen Jinmo sat in the bamboo pavilion chatting and drinking tea with Qi Mingli, Shen Jiarui, and a few others.
Clearly, Shen Jinmo was somewhat distracted.
He wore a dark green handmade shirt today, and the cufflinks were the same pair that Lu Zhiwei had given him back then.
Qi Mingli has seen these cufflinks on him so frequently lately that he's starting to get a little tired of them.
"Can you change your cufflinks? You use the same pair with every outfit. Don't you think it looks tacky?" Qi Mingli couldn't stand it anymore, especially since he was extremely particular about his attire.
"It's because she gave me this pair." Shen Jinmo said with a sullen face.
"..." Qi Mingli almost fainted on the spot.
Shen Jiarui rested his chin on his hand, staring intently into the distance at the busy white figure, completely oblivious to their conversation.
Qi Mingli waved his hand in front of him: "Jia Rui, what are you looking at? You seem so engrossed."
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