Shen Shuyuan is drawing in her office.
A colleague nearby started gossiping: "Have you heard? President Lu's ex-husband came to the company and brought a gift box. Could they be getting back together?"
"Even Actor Ruan is relentlessly pursuing our CEO Lu. With such a high-quality woman pursuing him, who would want to go back to an ex?"
The office was filled with people talking amongst themselves.
The paintbrush held by Shen Shuyuan gradually veered off course on the paper, as if she were about to break it in two.
Put down your paintbrush.
Shen Shuyuan stood up, her cold voice revealing her superior's air: "Are you all very free? Hand over all the drawings, I'll take them to President Lu for review now."
The designers under his command handed in their sketches one after another.
After receiving the sketches, Shen Shuyuan held them and pressed the elevator button to go up to the president's office.
She walked to the door, knocked, and went inside without waiting for a response.
"President Lu, I'm here to submit the design drafts." Shen Shuyuan walked in and saw Shen Jingmo and Lu Zhiwei sitting in the sofa area. She slowly walked towards the sofa area and said, "Big brother, what are you doing here?"
Lu Zhiwei originally wanted to ask An Yang to invite Shen Shuyuan.
Unexpectedly, she couldn't hold back and came first.
Lu Zhiwei patted the seat next to her, "Shuyuan, come and sit down. Chat with your brother for a while. He gave me something today, so please take a good look at it for me."
At this moment, Lu Zhiwei opened the gift box on the table and took out the mask that Shen Jinmo had given her.
The mask came into Shen Shuyuan's view.
She stared in shock, her eyes widening.
This... this wasn't something she personally gave to her older brother.
Why would my elder brother give it to Lu Zhiwei?
Shen Shuyuan sat on the sofa, her hands holding the sketches gradually tightening, her face tense.
Sitting on the opposite sofa, Shen Jinmo looked at Lu Zhiwei with a meaningful gaze.
He thought she was deliberately showing off his special treatment of his ex-wife in front of Shen Shuyuan.
"Your brother is really something. I only mentioned that I liked this mask, and he went to great lengths to get it for me. It's just a pity..." Lu Zhiwei held up the mask and waved it in front of Shen Shuyuan.
Shen Shuyuan looked at her work, which she had spent seven days completing, and Lu Zhiwei played with it dismissively.
I feel that my self-esteem has been trampled on like never before.
She sacrificed so much for Shen Jinmo, yet he could casually give it away.
She's nothing but a clown who does the work for someone else!
"What's a pity?" Shen Jinmo asked her.
"Unfortunately, this is a fake," Lu Zhiwei said casually.
"What did you say?" Shen Jinmo asked sharply, his gaze sweeping intently over Shen Shuyuan.
Lu Zhiwei put down her mask, then walked to the desk, took the gift box that Luo Wuyan had brought earlier, placed it on the coffee table, and unveiled it in front of the two of them.
Lu Zhiwei took out the real ghost mask.
Shen Jinmo's breath hitched.
Shen Shuyuan naturally knew that what she gave to Shen Jinmo was a fake.
She meticulously recreated the demon mask to a perfect 1:1 scale, making it virtually impossible for anyone to distinguish the real from the fake.
How could Lu Zhiwei do that?
"How can you be sure that what you have is genuine and what I gave you is a fake?" Shen Jinmo asked.
"Because... the genuine article will change patterns according to a person's emotions after being worn, that's the mystery of the ghost mask." Lu Zhiwei put the genuine article on her face.
With each moment of her laughter and anger.
The mask underwent subtle pattern changes, and the totem also changed shape and color accordingly.
This is absolutely amazing.
"The creator of the Ghost Mask used extremely special and rare materials in the mask's material. These materials could sense a person's facial expressions and then use a portrait technique to lock and store the changes in a person's facial expressions. No one has ever worn a real Ghost Mask, so this secret remains unknown."
Lu Zhiwei took off the mask from her face.
Then put the fake mask on your face.
The fake mask has the same initial design as the real one, but the design does not change with facial expressions when worn.
The difference in skill is immediately apparent!
The truth or falsehood is obvious!
"No wonder this ghost mask is so rare and hard to come by." Shen Jinmo finally understood the extraordinary nature of this ghost mask and why Lu Zhiwei liked it so much.
He had intended to curry favor, but instead, they sent him a fake.
It was quite embarrassing.
"However, Mr. Lu, as you said, no one knows the secret of this ghost mask. How do you distinguish between the real and the fake? Does a variety of designs necessarily mean it's real?"
Shen Shuyuan cast a cold gaze at Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei stood up and crossed her arms: "Because I... am the creator and owner of the Ghost Mask."
These words were spoken.
It was like a thunderclap from a flat plain.
Shen Jinmo and Shen Shuyuan's expressions both collapsed in an instant.
Knowing it was time for Luo Wuyan to appear, who was hiding in the lounge, she pushed open the door and walked out: "I can testify that the Ghost Mask is my Weiwei's work. I was the one who negotiated with the auction house with the Ghost Mask. It was also Weiwei's own idea to withdraw the Ghost Mask from the auction."
“But wasn’t the creator of Ghost Mask a teenager?” Shen Shuyuan asked in a hoarse voice.
“Five or six years ago, wasn’t I just a teenager?” Lu Zhiwei smiled.
Sitting quietly on the sofa, Shen Jinmo suddenly realized what was going on.
Lu Zhiwei played a game of chess.
He was a crucial piece on her chessboard.
Her real goal is—
Shen Jinmo turned his gaze to Shen Shuyuan.
"You used me?" Shen Jingmo's bloodshot eyes seemed to be wounded.
He longed to be good to her, and for the past few days he hadn't been able to eat or drink, doing everything he could to win a smile from her.
But she's fine.
"Yes, that's right, I used you. Mr. Shen, the post on my WeChat Moments about wanting Ghost Face was actually only visible to you. I deliberately put Ghost Face up for auction, and the bidding and scrambling were to show you how much I liked Ghost Face. Then, removing Ghost Face was to make you feel more guilty towards me and more eager to get Ghost Face. In the end, you will offer this fake mask to me with both hands."
Lu Zhiwei said this on purpose to thoroughly provoke Shen Jinmo.
The consequence of provoking Shen Jinmo was that it also angered Shen Shuyuan, who was standing next to her.
If they lose their composure, they're not far from revealing their true colors.
"Are you happy to humiliate me? Is it fun?" Shen Jinmo stood up, clutching his still aching chest.
"Compared to what you've given me, what is this?" Lu Zhiwei sneered.
Shen Jinmo coughed violently, his face turning red.
Shen Shuyuan supported Shen Jinmo, who was about to collapse, and looked at Lu Zhiwei with resentment: "President Lu, can you please stop provoking my brother? You've really gone too far."
Lu Zhiwei kept a close eye on Shen Shuyuan's expression and continued to press her words.
"However, if you still have any regard for our past relationship as husband and wife, please do me a favor and tell me where you got this fake painting from?"
Once this question was raised...
mean.
Lu Zhiwei gave the choice to Shen Jinmo.
He was to choose his ex-wife, who was always against him, or to protect his gentle and lovely younger sister, Shen Shuyuan.
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