Chapter 23 Xiao Chu, you acted impulsively today.
Zhou Yuchu's breath hitched, his face turned pale and he swayed precariously, his innocent eyes welling up with tears.
Shen Qingshu watched coldly, counting in her mind.
one two three……
Zhou Yu closed his eyes and his slender body fell to the ground.
"Xiao Chu!"
Fu Siyan picked up the unconscious Zhou Yuchu, glanced at Shen Qingshu, and strode away.
Shen Qingshu remained indifferent throughout, her heart no longer stirred by anything.
Zhou Yuchu always manages to faint so quickly; only Fu Siyan, driven by love, wouldn't notice.
She closed the ward door, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.
“Ah Shu.”
Shen Qingshu opened her eyes upon hearing the sound and met her mother's reddened eyes.
"Ah Shu, what exactly is going on between you and Attorney Fu?" Jiang Yuelan asked, then quickly added, "Mom doesn't suspect you, Mom is just worried about you."
Shen Qingshu walked over and took her mother's hand. "Mom, I didn't tell you before because I felt things were almost over and there was no need for you to worry anymore. But if I had known what would happen later, I would have told you from the beginning."
Jiang Yuelan had a vague idea in her mind, "So, you and Attorney Fu are..."
Shen Qingshu's expression was calm. Now, when Fu Siyan was mentioned again, she was already heartbroken. "We are going through divorce proceedings."
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Zhou Yuchu slowly opened his eyes on the hospital bed.
Fu Siyan stood by the window with his back to the hospital bed, his posture upright, exuding an aura that kept strangers at bay.
Even just seeing her from behind was enough to make Zhou Yu fall head over heels in love.
She propped herself up in bed and softly called to him, "Siyan."
Upon hearing the voice, Fu Siyan turned his head and said, "You're awake."
His expression was indifferent, and his tone was cold.
Zhou Yu was taken aback. "You, what's wrong with you?"
Fu Siyan looked at the delicate and innocent woman on the hospital bed, his gaze deep and serious. "Xiao Chu, you acted impulsively today."
Zhou Yuchu's breath hitched, and his grip on the blanket tightened slightly.
Her voice was soft, tinged with a hint of grievance: "I don't understand what you mean?"
“I told you I would take care of you.” Fu Siyan looked at her, his voice low and deep: “Don’t do this again next time.”
Zhou Yu was stunned.
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The abortion procedure had to be temporarily postponed due to Jiang Yuelan's illness.
Qiao Xingjia said that Jiang Yuelan's full report would be available no earlier than the day after tomorrow.
Before the report came out, Shen Qingshu couldn't leave Jiang Yuelan alone in the hospital.
Jiang Yuelan did urge her, saying she didn't want to delay Shen Qingshu's career because of her.
Shen Qingshu reassured her that she had already communicated with the client.
Jiang Yuelan didn't quite understand the nature of Shen Qingshu's work and was easily fooled.
That night, after watching the worried Jiang Yuelan fall asleep, Shen Qingshu gave Aunt Qin a few instructions before leaving the hospital.
She went home to pack a few of Jiang Yuelan's clothes, and then went to the studio.
Upon arriving at the studio, Shen Qingshu turned on her computer and opened her emails.
She received an email in the afternoon.
It was sent by her mentor, whom she hadn't contacted for many years.
There were no comments, only a few photos.
Shen Qingshu recognized the artifact in the photo at a glance!
These are porcelain Buddhist statues that were popular during the late Song and early Yuan dynasties.
These artifacts were unearthed by an archaeological team in the 1970s.
Most of them are housed in the National Museum.
Shen Qingshu zoomed in on the photo and examined it carefully.
In fact, every year during the past few years, Shen Qingshu would send an email to her mentor. Because she had failed her mentor's guidance back then, she always felt guilty. She didn't dare to mention anything else in the email, only sending her blessings.
But the supervisor never replied.
Shen Qingshu was surprised but also deeply moved when she suddenly received an email from her supervisor in the afternoon.
She thought her advisor had given up on her long ago.
After looking at the photos, Shen Qingshu mustered up the courage to call her mentor.
The phone rang three times before being answered.
Shen Qingshu gripped her phone tightly, her voice strained, "Teacher..."
"Teacher Jiang is receiving important guests."
Shen Qingshu: "..."
"You're Shen Qingshu, right?" The man's voice on the other end of the phone was arrogant. "You saw the photo of the porcelain Buddha statue?"
Although I don't know who the other person is, the person who can answer the phone for my supervisor must be someone my supervisor trusts.
"I see you." Shen Qingshu's voice was gentle. "Who are you?"
"Wen Jingxi," the man introduced himself, "currently Professor Jiang's most prized student!"
Shen Qingshu: "..."
It felt like I was being subtly implied.
"Professor Jiang anticipated your call and asked me to tell you that the national archaeological team recently excavated an ancient tomb from the late Song Dynasty. The artifacts unearthed so far are severely damaged, and there is an urgent need to recruit highly talented and professional restorers."
Shen Qingshu listened quietly as he continued.
"Teacher Jiang said that although you and I are both talented players, you are not as motivated as I am, so he wants to see your current level before making a decision."
Shen Qingshu: "...The porcelain Buddha statue in the photo is my chance to prove my strength, right?"
"Yes. But you can also choose to refuse; Teacher Jiang will not force you."
“I can,” Shen Qingshu said firmly. “Bring the artifacts over.”
“This artifact is extremely precious, and I must bring it to you personally. Moreover, Professor Jiang said that I should supervise you throughout the entire process.”
“Okay,” Shen Qingshu said. “Add me on WeChat and I’ll give you my address.”
The man on the other end of the phone chuckled, "You're so easy to ask a strange man to add you on WeChat right away, senior sister!"
She choked for a moment. Even though the other person had a beautiful and soothing voice, she still felt a bit uncomfortable from being slicked by the oil.
He replied casually, "It's just for work," and hung up the phone.
After waiting a few minutes, Shen Qingshu opened WeChat.
Wen Jingxi has already sent a friend request.
After receiving approval from Shen Qingshu, please add her name in the notes and send her the detailed address of her studio.
The other party responded with an 'ok' gesture.
Shen Qingshu: [When are you coming?]
Wen Jingxi: [Are you in a hurry?]
Shen Qingshu frowned, suppressing her impatience as she continued editing: "Just confirming the exact time so I can arrange my schedule."
The other party is typing...
It took about a minute of typing before the message was sent.
Wen Jingxi: [I'll arrive the day after tomorrow.]
Shen Qingshu: [Okay, I'll contact you again.]
Wen Jingxi sent an 'ok'.
Chat ended.
Shen Qingshu turned off her computer, got up, grabbed her bag, and left the office.
After leaving the studio, Shen Qingshu stood by the roadside and opened a ride-hailing app.
At 10 p.m., the streets were bustling with traffic, and the cold wind was biting.
The black Maybach drove up and stopped in front of Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu, who was looking down at her phone, paused and looked up—
The passenger window of the Maybach slowly rolled down, and Fu Siyan, in the driver's seat, turned his head to look at her.
"Get in the car."
Shen Qingshu frowned, a hint of disgust instantly appearing on her usually gentle face.
She didn't even bother to refuse him and turned to walk towards the bus stop ahead.
I arrived at the bus stop just as the car I had booked arrived.
Shen Qingshu opened the door and got into the car.
The ride-hailing car drove to the hospital.
Maybach followed behind...
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