On the path at the entrance to the courtyard, Qu Xin was struggling with the bodyguards while screaming loudly: "Get the fuck out of here! Who the hell are you? How dare you come and pull me? You're just a dog by Yuan Tingchuan's side. Do you really think you're that serious? Let me go!"
The bodyguards had blank expressions on their faces, as if they had no ears. They just held her arms tightly without saying a word.
Qu Xin couldn't break free, her face flushed red as she shouted towards the door, "Du Ruo, you bitch, get out of here! Get out and explain yourself."
Du Ruo stood by the window with her shoulders folded. Yuan Shurui held the corner of her clothes tightly. His lips were pursed and his fingers were shaking a little. He had a fear of Qu Xin that was deep in his bones.
Feeling Yuan Shurui's trembling, Du Ruo stretched out a hand and gently patted Yuan Shurui's back twice: "Don't be afraid, what's there to be afraid of?"
Qu Xin outside the door became more and more hysterical, her voice sharp as she screamed. Du Ruo seemed to be listening to some music, with a smile on her lips.
She reached out and pushed the window open, tapping on the glass twice with her fingers: "Here you are, why are your eyesight not working well?"
Listening to Du Ruo's calm voice with a hint of laughter, Qu Xin was so angry that she was shaking all over. She yelled, "Is it you? Is it you who told the secret? You are meddling in other people's business, be careful or I will kill you."
Du Ruo said in a soothing voice: "Even if I do nothing, don't you still want to kill me?"
In fact, she was really wronged in this matter. She had no idea that this matter was related to Qu Xin. Of course, if she knew what to do, she would still do it.
Du Ruo just felt a little regretful. It was a rare opportunity and it was a pity. If she knew that Qu Xin was related to this matter, she would not have done it so lightly. She would have to find a way to maximize the benefits.
Yuan Tingchuan came in from outside. He didn't even glance at Qu Xin. He frowned and said to the bodyguards, "You can't even control a woman, and you let her run here. You are becoming more and more promising. If it happens again, you don't have to follow me."
The faces of several bodyguards changed drastically. They suddenly grabbed Qu Xin's arm and twisted it. Amid her screams, they dragged her out. In just a moment, the garden returned to peace.
It’s not that the bodyguards are kind to Qu Xin, they are a little considerate of Yuan Shurui. After all, she is the young master’s biological mother, so they dare not use too harsh hands.
Now that Mr. Yuan was angry, they didn't dare to hesitate any longer and directly dragged him out.
Yuan Tingchuan walked into the room and saw Du Ruo and the two children looking at him. He couldn't help but smile: "What?"
Yuan Shurui seemed to be hesitant to speak. He secretly glanced at Yuan Tingchuan, lowered his head and said nothing.
Yuan Tingchuan frowned. "You're my eldest son, why are you so timid? What have you learned?"
He once felt great pity for his son, but now he was extremely disappointed. As the eldest grandson of the Yuan family, this child was too timid. He was so timid when faced with a little setback and it was difficult for him to achieve great things.
Du Ruo winked at Yuan Tingchuan and sent the two children out to play. She looked at Yuan Tingchuan and said, "How old is he? Being treated like that by his own mother, he needs patient guidance from his parents. What are you doing?"
Yuan Tingchuan pursed his lips and looked out the window with a bit of sadness: "My family is big and there are a lot of gossips. If Shu Rui doesn't work hard now, he will definitely be miserable in the future. Even if I am here, who can follow me for the rest of my life?"
He looked at Du Ruo and said, "Don't spoil your child too much. Don't you think about it? Starting a business is hard, and maintaining it is even harder. If you spoil him like this, can he really keep it?"
"What's there to worry about? Let him do whatever he likes. Life is but a fleeting hundred years, and in the blink of an eye, another life will pass. Why worry so much?"
Yuan Tingchuan looked at her disapprovingly: "You women have long hair and short knowledge. A child this young should be properly educated. You are harming the child by letting him go like you did. Don't worry about the child from now on. Leave him to me."
Du Ruo smiled and said, "Your son can control you as he pleases, but you don't need to worry about my son."
Yuan Tingchuan said with a stern face: "Do you know what's good for you, woman? Do you think I have so much free time? I'm rushing to you and you're not willing to do it?"
Du Ruo: "I know what you are thinking. There is no need to hide it. You are encircling too much territory. Please stop."
Yuan Tingchuan's face was a little unnatural, but it returned to normal in an instant. He muttered softly, "Only women and villains are difficult to raise. The ancients were not wrong."
Du Ruo, bah!
As the two were talking, Yuan Wu hurried in holding a box. "Mr. Yuan, the masters before us are a little unsure of the age of this item. I'd like you to take a look."
Yuan Tingchuan's face darkened. He sneered, "So you can't do the work even if you're paid?"
Yuan Wu didn't dare to say anything, and the masters were also helpless. There was a small mistake a few days ago, and Mr. Yuan's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. The masters were so scared that cold sweats broke out on their foreheads. If there was another mistake today, Mr. Yuan wouldn't have to get angry, they could just pack up and leave.
Unfortunately, the masters had different opinions and no one could convince anyone else, so they finally brought the matter to Mr. Yuan. Although this would make Mr. Yuan unhappy, it was better than getting into trouble. They didn't want to endure Mr. Yuan's anger again.
Yuan Tingchuan opened the box, and inside was a pastel-colored wall vase with Eight Immortals figures. The bottom glaze was porcelain white, and the Eight Immortals painted on the body of the vase were lifelike. When he held up the vase, he could see the signature underneath that read "Made in the Yongzheng Period of the Qing Dynasty."
Judging from this, this is a pastel wall vase from the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty.
Du Ruo's brows knitted tightly together. Something was wrong with the fluctuation above the boss's head...
Yuan Tingchuan's voice reached my ears. "The shape is smooth, the color is natural, and the whiteness and transparency are very good. The white glaze of the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty surpasses that of the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty. The Eight Immortals pattern porcelain was popular in the mid-Ming Dynasty and became popular again during the Yongzheng period of the Qing Dynasty. This makes it look like an authentic piece."
"However, the feel of this thing isn't right." Yuan Tingchuan said as he weighed it lightly in his hand twice, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Du Ruo asked, "Could it be a replica from the Republic of China?"
"No, this porcelain is obviously much more refined than the imitations from the Republic of China era, but because it's so refined, it looks fake no matter how you look at it."
"The luster is a bit creepy, it should be a modern handicraft." Yuan Tingchuan's voice was firm.
He muttered to himself in confusion, "What's going on? Why are there so many fakes lately, and they're all pastels?"
Du Ruo's voice came from my ears: "Your ex-wife has been making a lot of money recently?"
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