Chapter 72 Is the little girl the J.Five designer who swindled him out of tens of millions?
Night fell.
A light rain was falling from the sky, and the city, with its neon lights, was shrouded in a gray haze.
Pei Jinwu, clutching her schoolbag, squatted under the eaves to keep out the rain, her clear, starry eyes fixed on the passing vehicles.
I felt inexplicably disappointed when I didn't see someone's car.
"Little girl, where are you going?"
The taxi driver, seeing how pitiful she looked, rolled down his window, leaned out, and kindly asked, "The rain is getting heavier, shall I take you home?"
"No."
Pei Jinwu checked the time and shook her head, saying, "I have someone to pick me up, thank you."
"I see." The driver smiled kindly. "Alright then, be careful."
"Um."
Pei Jinwu nodded slightly, took a piece of candy out of her pocket, and put it in her mouth.
My mood improved a bit, and I continued to watch the traffic with longing.
finally.
Just as the candy was about to run out and patience was wearing thin, the understated black sports car braked suddenly and came to a smooth stop by the roadside.
"Fog."
The car door opened, and a tall, imposing man holding an umbrella stepped out of the carriage with hurried movements.
"..."
Pei Jinwu looked up and met the man's handsome yet worried face.
He seemed to have rushed out; his tie was askew, his hair was slightly disheveled, and he hadn't even changed out of his slippers.
The man, who was usually aloof and noble, looked somewhat disheveled at this moment.
But her face is still pretty.
"Sorry I'm late."
Shang Shiyan stopped in front of Pei Jinwu, tilting the umbrella entirely towards her, his large body shielding her from the slanting wind and rain, and patiently explained, "There was a car accident on the northern section, which caused a bit of a traffic jam."
Are you cold?
Although she was sheltering under the eaves, her clothes and hair still got quite wet from the rain.
Without a moment's hesitation, Shang Shiyan took off his coat and draped it over the girl, wrapping her up tightly.
at this time.
The rain grew heavier, and the drizzling rain poured down on the man.
His pure white shirt became transparent, and under the streetlights, all the textures and lines of his shirt were clearly visible.
"good."
Pei Jinwu looked away embarrassedly, then looked back at him a few more times.
The man Lou Ying described, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, must be someone like Shang Shiyan, right?
"The rain is too heavy, let's get in the car first."
Shang Shiyan held the umbrella in his left hand to keep the girl from getting wet, and could only use his right hand to gently pull her closer to him.
The distance between the two suddenly closed, and Pei Jinwu, lost in thought, bumped into the man's arms without warning.
"Hmm."
Her forehead bumped against his hard chest, and a tingling, numbing pain spread throughout her body.
Are you alright?
Shang Shiyan hurriedly opened the car door, helped the girl into the car, and asked her with concern.
"..."
Pei Jinwu sat in the passenger seat, her nostrils filled with the unique, refreshing scent of a man, and murmured, "No."
Your face is so red, and you say it's nothing?
"Let's go home."
Shang Shiyan walked around to the other side, got into the driver's seat, and started the sports car without hesitation, driving towards the clouds.
He was worried that the little girl would get sick because of the wind and rain that night.
——
In the quiet carriage.
Pei Jinwu was wrapped in a man's suit jacket, her body slightly warm.
In contrast, Shang Shiyan's shirt was soaked, and his neat short hair was dripping with water.
"you……"
Pei Jinwu pursed her lips, found a tissue in her bag, and handed it to him: "Do you want to wipe yourself?"
He seemed to be wetter than she was.
"Um?"
Shang Shiyan turned his head, his gaze falling on the girl's face. After a couple of seconds, he curled his lips into a wicked smile, "Brother's driving, how do we clean it?"
"..."
Pei Jinwu's fingers trembled slightly, her watery eyes staring intently at the man, trying to decipher the meaning behind his words.
"If it's convenient, could you wipe it for me, Wuwu?"
Seeing the little girl's bewildered expression, Shang Shiyan leaned closer, his voice incredibly seductive.
Should I wipe it for him?
Looking at the magnified handsome face in front of me, and then at the drizzling rain outside the window.
I was afraid he wouldn't concentrate on driving and something might happen.
"oh."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Pei Jinwu took a tissue and gently wiped the water off the man's face.
The carriage became quiet.
Pei Jinwu was wearing his coat, but the sleeves were too long and inconvenient.
As she wiped, her fingertips inadvertently touched the man's face, a gentle yet icy touch.
In an instant.
A strange feeling spread throughout my body, and my reason faltered for a moment.
"..."
Pei Jinwu's body trembled, and she subconsciously withdrew her hand, feigning composure: "Alright, just drive carefully."
"Thank you, Wuwu."
Shang Shiyan narrowed his dark eyes and smiled contentedly, "Brother's technique is very good, don't worry."
technology?
Pei Jinwu suddenly looked at him, then two seconds later abruptly turned her face away and looked out the car window.
He always felt that there was another meaning behind those words.
Are you talking about driving skills?
That would be best!
——
Above the clouds.
When Pei Jinwu arrived home, Shang Shiyan urged her to go to the bathroom to take a shower.
"Sir, you should go take a shower too."
After taking good care of Pei Jinwu, Wang Ma came downstairs and saw Shang Shiyan tidying up the little girl's things.
"fine."
Shang Shiyan wiped her schoolbag clean, put it aside, and then picked up her coat and shook it. "Wang Ma, prepare some ginger and black tea for Wuwu."
The words had barely left his mouth.
A piece of white draft paper suddenly fell to the ground at my feet.
It was crumpled up into a ball.
What the heck?
Shang Shiyan picked up the items and gently unfolded them. Several beautiful jewelry design drawings came into view and immediately attracted his attention.
The design sketch on the draft paper is clearly a casual drawing.
But the design is so unique and exquisite that it cannot be created by an ordinary designer in a short period of time.
The conglomerate has an independent jewelry design company, and he hasn't seen such excellent designs in at least the last two years.
The design style of this image is even somewhat similar to...
Shang Shiyan's gaze drifted downwards, landing on the other design drawings.
The next second, a barely noticeable signature appeared in the bottom right corner.
J.Five.
J.Five?
Shang Shiyan was extremely familiar with this name.
He was swindled out of tens of millions by his grandmother because of her jewelry.
The pinnacle of bespoke craftsmanship, a genius designer in the jewelry world…
Is this a design draft for J.Five?
How did her design draft end up in Wuwu's pocket?
Shang Shiyan stood there, frozen in place, only two possibilities in his mind.
First: Wuwu gets to know J.Five.
Secondly: Wuwu herself is J.Five.
J.Five gained fame in the jewelry industry five years ago, producing many groundbreaking designs.
How old was Wuwu back then...?
Thirteen years old.
Is the 13-year-old child who has emerged as a dark horse in the jewelry industry, defeating many world-renowned designers?
Anyone who heard this would think it was a fantasy.
But……
His mistress, in her teens, became a famous dance master.
A jewelry designer... it doesn't seem impossible.
"Oh."
Thinking of this, Shang Shiyan let out a low chuckle, his cold face showing a complex mix of helplessness and doting.
If Wuwu really is the designer of J.Five...
Doesn't the little girl know that she is the one who asked her to design jewelry?
——
good evening.
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