Zhou Xia's face showed a rare look of shame. "Last time when I found your press card, I called the police without listening to your explanation. I also said in front of many people that your interview with Brother Xing Yu was a cover and that you had other motives. I even said you were a female spy. Looking back on it now, I feel ashamed. I'm sorry, what I did was so bad back then... I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself."
Zhou Xia swallowed hard, glanced sideways at Geng Jun, and continued under the latter's encouraging gaze, "Maybe it's because of the past ten years or so that I've become accustomed to defending against any woman who wants to get close to Brother Xingyu. I'm very sorry, but I now know that this is all wrong."
At first, Zhang Moyan didn't think Zhou Xia needed to apologize for what she said. Her attention was all on the diamond ring on the ring finger of her left hand holding the cup. It was not until she finished the second half of her sentence that she looked up in surprise and looked at her.
The room suddenly became very quiet, and Zhang Moyan suddenly remembered what Xiao Xingyu once said to her: "Some people in this world are born to act."
Combined with Zhou Xia's confession at this moment, she couldn't help but think that Xiao Xingyu had already known about some of Zhou Xia's actions over the years.
No wonder, no wonder Zhou Xia seems so perfect to outsiders, but Xiao Xingyu keeps his distance from her and never accepts her.
Zhou Xia's apology was more directed to Xiao Xingyu than to Zhang Moyan, but since the person Zhou Xia was holding the cup to was herself, Zhang Moyan had to express her stance.
Zhang Moyan deliberated briefly, then gently clinked her tea-filled cup with Zhou Xia's. This level, which was a test of emotional intelligence, always gave her a zero. To avoid saying anything embarrassing on such a grand occasion, she spoke sparingly, "You're being too kind. You didn't do anything wrong."
After saying this, she was the first to drink the tea to express how refreshed she was about to write off the matter.
But she was straightforward, while the other three were a little confused. Xiao Xingyu even chuckled and said to Zhang Moyan, "Really? It's too early to say you don't have other motives. Maybe you approached me on purpose just to use my connections to get that interview done!"
Zhang Moyan pushed him and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
At this moment, Geng Jun smiled gently and said, "Humans are inherently emotional. Over time, trust develops, leading to mutual assistance and mutual benefit. Human feelings are often the most vulnerable point in people's hearts. Smart people often cultivate these feelings with their targets by investing time and companionship."
"Tsk," Xiao Xingyu rubbed his arms, "How can you say such cruel words so calmly?"
Then Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhou Xia with deep regret: "Zhou Xia, he scared me! I wanted to give you that celadon-glazed porcelain hammer vase as a wedding gift, but now I..."
"Really?!" Zhou Xia interrupted Xiao Xingyu with shining eyes, "Brother Xingyu, don't be scared. Give us that hammer bottle, and I will ask him to apologize to you immediately!" After Zhou Xia said this, he immediately put his hands together and made a request to Geng Jun.
Geng Jun said jokingly, "All the celadon-glazed Ru kiln paper hammer bottles in the world are in museums. Where did he get the paper hammer bottle?"
Zhou Xia nodded solemnly: "Brother Xingyu really has it!"
Geng Jun fixed his eyes and turned to Xiao Xingyu: "Did you burn it yourself?"
The Tongzhen Monument in the solitary temple flashed through Zhang Moyan's mind, and her heart suddenly tightened, and she felt inexplicably nervous.
"I can't cook it." Xiao Xingyu pointed to a plate of crab meat tofu to Zhang Moyan like a prince.
Zhang Moyan's heart sank into her chest as she used a serving spoon to scoop a spoonful of tofu into Xiao Xingyu's bowl. She didn't know why, having previously considered that monument quite honorable, she felt a natural aversion to it when it came to Xiao Xingyu.
When she came to her senses, Geng Jun had already asked Xiao Xingyu how he got the paper hammer bottle. Xiao Xingyu calmly replied, "I glued it."
"Sticky?!" Geng Jun was surprised.
"Yes," Zhou Xia said excitedly, "Brother Xingyu once used fragments of celadon glaze to restore a paper hammer bottle. The craftsmanship is truly astonishing, and it's indistinguishable from the original! Hurry up and say something nice. Brother Xingyu just said he wanted to give us that paper hammer bottle!"
"Really?" Geng Jun was a little bit unconvinced. "Why haven't I heard you say that before?"
Xiao Xingyu smiled, put down the spoon, and slowly took out his phone and flipped through a photo: "I didn't tell you before because you were an outsider. Come, good brother-in-law, I'll show you now!"
Hearing the affectionate "brother," Geng Jun couldn't help but grit his teeth. He used to fight with Xiao Xingyu for this title, but now that he was following Zhou Xia, all that was in the past. From now on, he could only watch him smile and call him "brother" in front of him.
However, the huge attention paid to the restored celadon porcelain quickly overshadowed Geng Jun's slight discomfort. The tranquil and ancient celadon color on the phone screen, like smoke and clouds, and the perfect shape that seemed to be formed naturally, quickly took his breath away.
What a genius!
It’s not that Geng Jun hasn’t seen restored porcelain pieces before. On the contrary, there are probably more restored porcelain pieces in major museums and research institutes than complete pieces. However, he has never seen a piece like Xiao Xingyu’s, which has no traces of human intervention and combines the broken edge of the porcelain with the ice cracks of the celadon glaze itself into a seamless bottom!
Zhang Moyan muttered, uninitiated, "As the saying goes, 'A fortune is worth more than a piece of Ru kiln porcelain.' Restoring a porcelain vase requires a lot of porcelain fragments, right?"
Geng Jun's eyes shifted from his phone screen to Xiao Xingyu in shock: "Where did you find these porcelain pieces?"
Xiao Xingyu took a sip of the fish maw soup from the bowl and said casually, "I bought it, picked it up, and someone gave it to me."
Geng Jun rolled his eyes.
Xiao Xingyu immediately put down the bowl and asked Zhang Moyan, "Did he just give me a cold look?"
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