Chapter Six: She Would Rather Beg Yan Mingshen
"freeze?"
Su Xiao stared at the screen for a long time before she reacted.
She checked the card number several times to make sure it was the one she usually used.
Su Xiao took a deep breath and opened the bank app again.
The balance page is blank, with only a "Account Abnormal" message displayed.
Su Xiao's heart tightened.
When the gallery caught fire.
Besides his father's paintings, there are also many works that have been restored or are being sold on consignment by collectors.
She thought that Yan Mingshen's statement that he "would resolve" the issue would at least involve contacting a lawyer to smooth things over on the surface.
After all, she is still his wife in name only.
It's not that the Yan family can't come up with the money.
In the end, he really did nothing.
They didn't even offer the most basic compensation or reassurance...
Was he genuinely indifferent, or... doing it on purpose?
Su Xiao suddenly felt a little regretful.
She should have slapped him again.
The cheapest items in galleries are valued at six or seven figures.
When you add them up, it's no small amount.
My phone vibrated again; it was a WeChat message from Xu An.
Xu An: The law firm asked if we should draft the divorce agreement in advance?
Xu An: Is your card okay? I just heard from my assistant that several collectors have filed applications with the court...
Su Xiao stared at the words "Is Ka alright?", her nose tingled, and tears almost fell.
Xu An is always like this, always thinking of these troubling things before her, yet afraid of making her panic, even his wording is very careful.
She replied, "My card is frozen," and just as she sent the message, Xu An called.
"That bastard Yan Mingshen! Didn't he say yesterday that 'everything is arranged'?"
Xu An's cursing came from the other end of the phone.
"Xiaoxiao, don't panic, I'll transfer you some money first..."
"No need, An'an."
Su Xiao interrupted her, her voice a little hoarse:
"You earned that little bit of money yourself, don't put it into this account."
She didn't finish her sentence, but both of them knew that it wasn't a hole that could be filled with "a little money."
“I still have two houses under my management. I will contact the real estate agent to sell them tomorrow. With the remaining calligraphy and paintings in the warehouse, I can make up for part of the losses. I will get the collector to withdraw the lawsuit first, and then pay the rest slowly.”
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Xu An's voice lowered, tinged with hesitation: "Xiao Xiao, are you really not going to consider meeting your uncle?"
"I... I'll think about it."
Su Xiao's hand, which was holding her phone, stiffened.
Actually, she would rather beg Yan Mingshen than Xu Bozhou...
After all, she had grown up by the time she met Yan Mingshen and had learned to leave herself room for maneuver.
"Okay... If you've made up your mind, just tell me and I'll contact him for you."
After exchanging a few more words, Su Xiao made an excuse to hang up the phone.
She has to go out now. Other things can wait, but she needs to contact someone to deal with the gallery ruins.
When Su Xiao changed her clothes and came downstairs, the two people downstairs had already disappeared.
She gave a wry smile, went out, hailed a taxi, and headed towards the city center.
Although her bank card is temporarily unusable, the cash and WeChat balance she has are enough to cover her daily expenses for the time being.
Su Xiao leaned against the car window, calculating the cards she still held in her hand...
The car finally stopped in front of a drab office building.
The office building is small, but it has clearly been well maintained. White gardenias are planted in front of the door. There is no sign, but there are quite a few people coming and going.
As soon as Su Xiao got out of the car, someone came out to greet her and led her inside.
"Hello, are you here for calligraphy and painting restoration? This way is to the second floor..."
The receptionist was a cute girl with a baby face and a sweet voice; she was very likable.
"I'd like to see your boss, Qin Yu." Su Xiao couldn't help but chuckle at the girl's sudden gossipy look. "Just say it's his senior sister who's looking for you."
Qin Yu was his father's apprentice. Ten years ago, he came to Jiangcheng alone and insisted on becoming Su Zhen's apprentice.
He knelt outside the small studio for three days before collapsing from heatstroke and being carried into the building.
Su Zhen, who had never thought of taking on a disciple, sighed and shook his head, but was eventually forced by everyone to accept Qin Yu as his disciple.
"Please wait a moment, I'll go and call him down."
The little girl turned around and dashed upstairs like a shot.
A moment later, he walked towards Su Xiao with a young man in work clothes.
The young man had handsome features and fair skin, and he was like a clothes hanger. He managed to make even a work uniform look like a high-end couture piece.
"Senior sister," his voice was clear and youthful, "Do you need my help?"
"Yes, you must have heard about the Su family's situation."
"I've heard about it."
"I want you to take two people to the site to take a look. Bring back any paintings and calligraphy that can be saved, and help me estimate the value of the ones that can't be saved."
Su Xiao looked at him as if she were looking at her former self.
Young, beautiful, and full of vigor.
If she hadn't married Yan Mingshen against her father's wishes while still in college, things would probably be the same now.
"Okay, I'll have Xiao Li drive. Let's go now, or it'll be too late to save them."
Qin Yu nodded. Over the years, Su's father had treated him like his own son, and he could use all the resources and connections he needed. Now that something like this had happened, even if Su Xiao didn't ask, he would still go and help.
only......
"By the way, Senior Sister, where is President Yan? Didn't he come with you? I thought the Yan family had already sent someone over."
He's busy.
Su Xiao paused. It wasn't that she wanted to hide it from Qin Yu, but it was better for as few people as possible to know about the divorce before it was finalized.
Seeing that she was unwilling to say more, Qin Yu did not press her further.
In his mind, Su Xiao was that kind of person.
He wants to shoulder everything himself, and if you push him too hard, he probably won't even want your help.
Qin Yu sighed and greeted the receptionist.
He selected two of his more quick-witted apprentices and, together with Su Xiao, got into the car and headed to the Su Family Gallery.
Standing before these ruins again, Su Xiao couldn't help but feel sad.
The fire is out, but the massive art building is now just an empty shell...
Fragments of Xuan paper, swollen from being soaked in rainwater, stuck to the bricks and tiles, and would flutter down when the wind blew.
The ink marks, mixed with mud, left incomplete imprints.
Her father and her family were all buried under these ruins.
"Senior sister..." Qin Yu patted her shoulder, his expression showing concern: "If it really doesn't work, you can sit in the car for a while. I'll take them downstairs to take a look first. If we still can't make up our minds, we'll come back to you."
"fine."
Su Xiao shook her head and was the first to get off the bus.
Ultimately, this is her father's business; how could she expect Qin Yu to step forward and do these things for her?
As they were about to walk into the cordon, they saw a fat man rushing towards them, panting heavily, followed by several bodyguards.
"Su Xiao! Who let you in?"
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