Lu Zhiwei could hardly believe her eyes.
If she hadn't seen that sculpture with her own eyes and hadn't been so deeply impressed by Shen Jinmo's face, she might have even doubted her memory.
Shen Shuyuan sculpted Shen Jiarui from beginning to end.
However, although Shen Jiarui and Shen Jinmo are cousins, their facial features are three or four parts similar.
But the eyes are completely different.
Shen Jinmo's eyebrows and eyes are deep and three-dimensional, with a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, while Shen Jiarui has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his nose bridge is not as high as Shen Jinmo's.
Judging from the shape of her lips, Shen Jinmo's lips are thin and sexy, as if they have a cool and aloof aura.
In contrast, Shen Jiarui's is smaller, rounder, and fuller.
To the average person, without close inspection, it's impossible to tell that a sculpture has changed.
But for skilled painters...
These are two completely different people.
Lu Zhiwei held her phone.
Leaning over the steering wheel, he became increasingly suspicious of Shen Shuyuan's behavior.
The more she tries to cover it up, the more suspicious it becomes.
Lu Zhiwei wasn't the only one who noticed that the sculpture had been altered.
Jiang Zhan had actually figured it out as well.
After taking photos of Lu Zhiwei.
He put his phone back in his pocket and picked up the sculpture's base.
The name and date on the base, as well as the quality of the sculpture, all match Shen Shuyuan's graduation year.
But he could tell that the sculpture's facial features had been polished and modified.
Jiang Zhan touched the proportions of the sculpture's facial features, borrowed a sketchbook and pen from a classmate next to him, and began sketching on the spot.
He excelled in science subjects during his college entrance exams, demonstrating his rich spatial imagination and ability to recreate the original appearance of structures, coupled with his hidden talent in drawing.
It took about half an hour.
Jiang Zhan painted the original face of the sculpture.
It wasn't Shen Jinmo's face, but rather his former brother-in-law's face.
Jiang Zhan was unaware that Shen Shuyuan, who had just finished chatting with her alumni, had already noticed them.
I quietly walked up behind him and saw the face he had painted.
Shen Shuyuan suddenly froze, her face stiffening slightly.
How did he—
"Junior Jiang, what are you doing?" Shen Shuyuan suddenly asked.
Jiang Zhan suddenly looked up and met Shen Shuyuan's gentle and harmless gaze: "Senior Shen, did you revise your graduation project? And did you revise it not long ago? The carving was so good before, why did you change it?"
Shen Shuyuan maintained her usual gentle and composed demeanor. "I used to draw my older brother. My graduation project was visited by different students every year. Now that I'm in a relationship, I was afraid my boyfriend would get jealous, so I simply changed it to his face. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"Many students at school draw their crushes in their graduation projects. If I didn't know you have a boyfriend now, I would have thought you liked my ex-brother-in-law." Jiang Zhan is a straightforward and honest guy.
What they want to say comes out without beating around the bush.
Shen Shuyuan pursed her lips slightly, her expression not changing much: "What are you talking about? My older brother has always loved your sister. I've always thought highly of them. As for my older brother, I can only say I respect him."
"Don't be so optimistic about them. My sister will never get back together with your brother."
"Yes, I know. My sister-in-law has indeed suffered a lot of grievances in the Shen family over the past three years."
The two chatted for a while, then Shen Shuyuan said that several alumni were looking for her and left first.
Jiang Zhan tore the painting off, put it in his pocket, and prepared to take it back to show Lu Zhiwei.
He always felt that there was more to her request than meets the eye; perhaps she had some other motive.
He wanted to do what he could to help his sister.
It was getting late, and Jiang Zhan prepared to leave the school.
I just left the exchange meeting.
Several male classmates from his former class suddenly came over and put their arms around Jiang Zhan's shoulders: "Jiang Zhan, we heard you're the young master of the Lu family now. After all these years of hardship, you've finally made it! You'll have to look after us from now on."
Jiang Zhan shook the boy's hand off his shoulder: "I have no connection with you guys."
"Oh ho, being a young master really changes things, huh? You're looking down on everyone now."
"I've never seen you act so arrogant in school before. Just because you have money doesn't mean you can be so great."
Several boys were saying extremely offensive things.
Jiang Zhan clenched his fists, trying his best to suppress his displeasure.
“I heard that Lu Zhiwei has taken your position as heir. Even if you return to the Lu family, you still won’t be able to inherit the Lu Group. Are you willing to spend your whole life working under a beggar who collects scraps? The Lu Group should have been yours. You are the eldest son of the Lu family.”
Several people vied to nudge the fire.
Jiang Zhan's anger had reached its peak. He grabbed the man's collar with both hands, his eyes blazing with fury: "You try saying 'my sister' again, you bastard!"
"What? We're doing this for your own good, and we can't even say it? She's a thief who stole your position as heir, a second-hand item that the eldest son of the Shen family didn't want. And you still treat her like a treasure. What a joke."
Bang--
He punched the boy squarely on the cheekbone.
The person who had been hit fell to the ground, clutching his swollen face: "Jiang Zhan, how dare you hit me! You were like a sick cat back in school. You've got guts!"
"Shut your stinking mouth, and don't you dare insult my sister." Jiang Zhan pinned the man to the ground and punched him repeatedly.
The other two people behind them quickly came up to break up the fight.
The two fought fiercely, neither giving an inch.
——
Lu Zhiwei arrived at the hospital.
Holding a fruit basket, she knocked on Shen Jinmo's hospital room door.
"Come in." Hearing the knock, Shen Jinmo didn't even look up. The small table on the hospital bed was knocked down, revealing an ultra-thin laptop.
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