That afternoon, Shi Jinzhe kept sighing and complaining, which annoyed Sheh, but he just wouldn't take back what he had said.
When Shi Jinzhe was getting his household registration certificate, he asked the police officer about Shehe. After confirming that there was a disturbance, the police officer told him that they had not found any relatives related to Shehe.
In other words, there is no one related to her by blood; the idea of an aunt is nonsense.
On the way back, Shi Jinzhe deliberately picked out a Cullinan to drive past the international school. Sher saw a dozen people holding banners blocking the school gate, confronting several others, with onlookers nearby.
She rolled down the car window and pieced together the story from the whispers of the crowd.
"It's the parents of the high school student who posted this. His legs were broken at school, and his parents are seeking justice."
"The people confronting him look like professional bodyguards; they must have been hired by the family of the dead bully."
The time was running out, so I peeked out while waiting for the red light.
“He killed a classmate in the second year of junior high school and nothing happened. He was still able to enter the senior high school as usual. His family must be richer than other students. Like parents raise like children. Now that this has been exposed, his family has to find a way to vent their anger.”
As more and more people gathered at the school gate, Shekh saw the two bodyguards forcefully shove a middle-aged woman, pushing her to the ground. When he saw someone recording on their phone, he even threatened the woman.
Shekh said, "With such audacity, the bully's parents probably won't let this go. Are they just going to have to suffer in silence?"
"I can't finish this. Take your phone and record this."
Shekh looked over. "Are you going to help? You're so kind."
"It wasn't out of kindness, I just thought of a solution."
Shi Jinzhe found a suitable spot to turn around, making it easier for Sheh to take pictures, and explained to her at the same time:
"The parallel world post is trending right now. We can take advantage of this opportunity to use public opinion to say that the boss's wife saw injustice and wants to establish a foundation specifically to provide legal aid to victims of bullying. What do you think?"
Shekh didn't understand: "How can you say this isn't kindness?"
Shi Jinzhe then said something else: "It's impossible for you and me to put our photos or private information online, but we should get some blessings when we get married. It's appropriate to pay for a few blessings from strangers and gain a good reputation in the process."
"With fame comes more profit. By helping them, I can reap the fame, fortune, and blessings I desire."
Shi Jinzhe, trying to focus on two things at once, noticed that Sheh's expression hadn't changed, and asked again, "I don't plan to invite anyone to the wedding, would you mind?"
"Aren't we going to invite people we all know?"
"No, please."
Shekh didn't seem to notice anything, and simply asked, "What's the reason?"
"Such an important ceremony should definitely be done as you wish. If you don't like being human, then show your tail. But ordinary people can't see it, and it's hard to explain to the players why you can transform in the original world. Let's just skip it."
Shekh extracted the key point from his words and asked excitedly, "Can I show my tail?"
"Sure, your happiness is the most important thing."
Shi Jinzhe continued naturally, "Of course, you can have Jiang Yi come if you want, but we're still missing a master of ceremonies."
Sher was unexpectedly kissed on the right side of his cheek. After the kiss, he sat back down and felt that the distance between the two seats in the car was a bit too far, which was inconvenient.
"..."
Shi Jinzhe paused for a few seconds before speaking.
"Can I stay home tonight?"
Thinking back to the surveillance cameras at the intersection, it's no surprise that with one kiss from Sheikh, he won't be able to keep those three points.
After organizing his thoughts, Shi Jinzhe said, "I'm happy that you kissed me, but next time you can do it when you're parking. Otherwise, if I get distracted and something happens, it will affect how much money you make."
"I've checked, there are no cars or pedestrians very close to you."
"...There is a high-definition camera that can zoom in on your face."
“Alright,” Shekh conceded. “Then you can sleep by yourself tonight.”
...Shi Jinzhe didn't give a direct answer, "Do you want to go shopping?"
Look at something new and interesting, and quickly forget about this.
“That works too. I saw someone wearing this yesterday, and it looked really good.” Shekh spread his five fingers, then folded them back to the front. “I want to paint it on my nails.”
For nail polish?
This touches on a blind spot in Shi Jinzhe's knowledge; he seems to know that such a thing exists, but doesn't know what it's called.
"You saw it yesterday?"
Shekh: "Hmm."
"Then go again, and give me directions when you arrive."
...
When they arrived at the destination, Shi Jinzhe finally understood what she was talking about.
Nail art.
The nail salon, located in a high-end shopping mall, is brightly lit, has a well-planned layout, and each area is equipped with its own facilities and tools. There are also individual and public rest areas. If you don't go inside, you might mistake it for a luxury brand store just by looking at the decor.
I don't know how Shekh saw it; his eyesight is really good.
The two of them knew nothing about nails, but the nail technician was very patient, explaining each design in a soft voice. If they didn't find one they liked, she would design one for them on the spot.
After much revision and a trial application by the nail technician using nail tips, a single-color nail design with a blackcurrant purple cat-eye brush and matte top coat was finalized.
Scherhe saw the final result and said it has a velvety texture under light, which he really liked.
Shi Jin sat to the side, feeling a bit bored. He was the only man in the entire store, making him seem out of place, and everyone who came in would have to take a look at him.
Shekh looked at him and said, "Are you bored?"
No, I admire you.
Shekh turned to the manicurist and asked, "Can I have him apply it for me?"
Nail technician: ...
This is a question.
If the application is not done well, whose fault is it? If it doesn't look good, and people go out and say it was done by her, wouldn't that damage their reputation?
Shi Jinzhe declined, saying, "Professional matters should be handled by professionals."
"But I want you to apply it."
Shekh handed over his hands, which had already been manicured, saying, "You learn everything so quickly, you'll definitely be able to do this too."
"husband."
Shi Jin twirled her phone with her fingers, met his gaze, and conceded, "How do I apply it?"
Shekh got what he wanted.
The nail technician, tempted by the excessive gifts he offered, stepped aside to provide guidance.
Meticulous work requires patience. Sher observed Shi Jinzhe's work, from initial dissatisfaction to increasing proficiency.
He learned very quickly and did a great job applying the nail polish; the nail technicians next to him kept praising him.
Later, a customer who came into the store had a specific goal in mind, pointing at Shi Jinzhe and asking if he could come...
Before Shekh's face darkened, Shi Jinzhe took out his card and said to the nail technician, "Have your boss come over here."
Moments later, the shop changed hands and immediately put up a temporary closure notice.
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