Chapter 90. Suspecting it was Sister Jiang, but without evidence...
Ren Kai and his group arrived at Tingtao Pavilion.
Ren Kai looked up and saw that Don Juan and Xie Fei were also there, and his face immediately turned ugly. His father's side was no less embarrassed.
Ren Kai didn't dare to try to build a relationship with Jiang Mingyue at this critical juncture. He quickly apologized to her on behalf of his good-for-nothing children, saying that the two children had offended her because they were blind and hoped that she would be magnanimous and not hold it against them. He also brought up a bunch of gifts as compensation.
Xie Fei stood up for Jiang Mingyue, saying, "Everyone here is an outsider. Mingyue is the youngest in the room, and I treat her like a younger sister. Tonight, someone insulted her. Do you think I, as her older brother, wouldn't be angry? The reason I called you two elders over is because the father is to blame for the son's misbehavior. I hope you two can make a statement."
Ren Maowen and Wang Chaowei, without needing explanation from Ren Kai and Wang's father, slapped themselves in the face and apologized to Jiang Mingyue, saying they shouldn't have joked about the bet with her and shouldn't have grabbed her clothes to chat her up.
Yan Qian and Tang Huang remained silent, showing perfect tacit understanding by not interrupting.
After Ren Maowen and Wang Chaowei each slapped him ten times, Jiang Mingyue finally spoke up to stop them.
"Alright, I accept your apology. Once you leave this room, this matter is over. Take your things back."
Ren Kai and Wang's father breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked him again. They were too embarrassed to take back the gifts they had brought as compensation and couldn't help but look at Yan Qian.
Yan Qian chuckled, "Listen to Miss Jiang, take the apology gift back."
So the four of them sheepishly left with their apologies.
After leaving the Shan Family Private Kitchen, Ren Kai breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but punch Ren Maowen a few times.
"Consider yourself lucky, Miss Jiang won't hold it against you!"
Mr. Wang looked terrified. In that private room, even though Miss Jiang was the youngest, her serious demeanor and imposing presence made her someone not to be underestimated.
"Xiao Kai, does Miss Jiang keep her word?"
Ren Kai took out a cigarette, lit one, and handed it to Wang's father. "Uncle Wang, don't worry. I've dealt with Miss Jiang once before. She's a woman of her word and wouldn't stoop to underhanded tactics."
"That's good, that's good." Mr. Wang took the cigarette, nodded repeatedly, and felt relieved.
The two of them finished their cigarettes at the door, then led their wayward children back home.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Mingyue and her group also left, parting ways with Xie Fei at the restaurant entrance.
Don Juan took Jiang Mingyue to the hotel he had booked, a five-star hotel not far from his company, with complete supporting facilities, a quiet oasis in the bustling city.
After Jiang Mingyue checked in, Tang Huang didn't see her upstairs, nor was it convenient for him to do so. He told her to get some rest, and that he would come to pick her up at eight o'clock the next morning.
The next day arrived in the blink of an eye. Jiang Mingyue had breakfast at the hotel, and Don Juan came to pick her up right on time. Worried that she hadn't eaten well, he even brought her freshly baked cranberry bread.
It's obvious that Don Juan baked it fresh early in the morning; the wrapping paper is the standard household type, without any fancy patterns.
"Thank you, Brother Tang, for your trouble."
"When you ask someone to do something, you should of course take it seriously."
The two exchanged a smile and then went directly to Don Juan's company, an arts and culture entrepreneurship base that had been renovated from an abandoned factory nearby.
There are hundreds of companies of all sizes in the base. Don Juan rented the largest four-story building, which has its own courtyard.
The company logo hasn't been hung up yet; it's placed in a corner, along with some other building materials.
In addition to ample parking spaces, the courtyard also features a fitness, entertainment, and leisure area.
Jiang Mingyue sat on the swing chair, pushed off with her feet, and leaned back against the chair.
"Brother Tang, your company has a great environment, with flowers and grass, food and entertainment. It's a paradise company."
"We all do mental work, so we need to have enough space to release stress."
Don Juan picked up the half-empty bottle of mineral water from the ground, unscrewed it, and went to water the flowers in the corner.
Jiang Mingyue nodded, "That's true."
Don Juan's newly opened company deals with film and television scoring, and he has spun off the star-making media business as a separate entity, fully investing in it and making all the decisions himself.
Half an hour later, Tang Huan's assistant brought the mural paint that Jiang Mingyue needed. In order not to waste time, Jiang Mingyue put on the work clothes that Tang Huan had prepared for her and began to paint fully equipped.
Don Juan didn't ask her what she planned to paint, leaving it entirely to her to decide.
The wall in the lobby on the first floor is three meters high. Turn left when you enter the door and you will find the reception area. Turn right and you will find that wall. The mural should have a good meaning so that it can bring prosperity to the new company.
In order not to disturb Jiang Mingyue's creative process, Tang Huang stopped the renovation for a day and personally helped her with the work.
I had my assistant order lunch from a nearby restaurant.
After finishing her meal, Jiang Mingyue continued painting the mural.
The assistant watched in awe. Miss Jiang was amazing. From sketching to shaping, she did it all herself. Her speed was both fast and ruthless.
Jiang Mingyue painted a picture of the rising sun, symbolizing a thriving career, and also added a picture of magpies perched on branches in the upper right corner.
Around dusk, Jiang Mingyue finished the mural in one go.
She tossed her hand dismissively, "Mission accomplished!"
Don Juan and his assistant could no longer describe their feelings as shock; they felt as if they were standing before this enormous sunrise painting, their chests surging with a powerful energy that invigorated them and cleared their minds.
The assistant was the first to clap and exclaim, "It's so beautiful! Boss, Miss Jiang's painting is absolutely gorgeous!"
At this moment, Don Juan's agent, Zhou Kai, arrived carrying four large paper bags. When he saw the mural, he also praised it highly.
Don Juan took out his phone and snapped a few photos. "Mingyue, thank you so much. If I had posted them in the group chat today, Wei Lai and Qi Sheng would definitely be so envious. But I couldn't resist posting them. I wanted to share my joy with them."
Jiang Mingyue took off her work clothes and said with a smile, "Brother Tang, it's up to you whether you pay or not."
Don Juan posted it on Weibo with the caption "An unparalleled painting."
"Come on, hurry up and wash up and change your clothes, then we'll go eat."
After handing the scene over to his assistant and Zhou Kai to clean up, Tang Huang took the paper bag from Zhou Kai, handed it to Jiang Mingyue, and took her to the changing room on the second floor.
Jiang Mingyue took the package with a puzzled look. When she opened it, she saw a light purple wool sweater and a black wool fishtail skirt worn underneath, a black coat worn on top, and a pair of leather boots.
Jiang Mingyue refused, "Brother Tang, why are you giving me clothes again?"
She hasn't finished wearing the clothes that a group of people bought for her before the New Year; some of them are still sitting in the closet.
Don Juan simply placed the paper bag on the sofa. "If you won't accept my three million reward, then I can only buy you clothes as a gift."
When settling the payment for the Tianxiu magazine shoot, Tang Huang had her bank card number. During lunch, he tried to transfer the money to her, but Jiang Mingyue refused and returned it to him on the spot.
“According to market prices, a mural wouldn’t cost this much. Ten thousand yuan would be the maximum. Besides, consider this a gift from me to celebrate the opening of your new company.”
Her bank card has a daily transfer limit of 500,000 yuan. She first repaid 500,000 yuan, and will apply for a transfer limit later to repay Don Juan in one lump sum.
Since Don Juan had said so, Jiang Mingyue couldn't refuse any longer, so she could only smile helplessly and go to change her clothes.
Ten minutes later, she came out of the dressing room, looked at herself in the mirror, and to her surprise, the style suited her quite well.
A black coat is versatile, and the purple wool sweater underneath complements the skin tone, making the wearer look fairer. The black fishtail skirt can also be paired with other styles of tops.
Black short leather boots are also comfortable to wear and don't feel tight.
Don Juan changed his clothes and came to find her. When he saw her standing in front of the mirror spinning around, he smiled.
What young woman doesn't like pretty clothes? She usually dresses too plainly, always in white or black, which makes her feel too suppressed.
Don Juan clapped his hands. "Beautiful!"
Jiang Mingyue was caught being vain, but she didn't feel embarrassed at all; on the contrary, she laughed heartily.
"That's because Brother Tang has a good eye; he knows how to pick out clothes for me."
Don Juan chuckled, "Stop, let's stop with the mutual flattery and go."
Jiang Mingyue followed after him, carrying the clothes she had changed out of.
After getting in the car, she found that the back seat was piled with all kinds of imported fruits. Don Juan was so thoughtful that he even prepared fruits for her.
Jiang Mingyue smiled and shook her head. Oh well, she wouldn't stand on ceremony with him. There's plenty of time in the future anyway.
On their way to Don Juan's parents' house, Don Juan's Weibo post immediately made it into the top five trending topics.
It's worth noting that the award-winning actor posts on Weibo only a handful of times a year, and aside from necessary business collaborations and advertisements, he rarely mentions his private life.
The celebrity is laid-back, so naturally the fans are too.
Don Juan's fans carefully studied the mural he posted and felt that it was indeed incomparably beautiful, praising it blindly.
"First!"
"This mural must be at least three meters high!"
"Thank you for sharing, brother. Love you, sending you love."
"So beautiful! So beautiful! So beautiful!"
Some clever netizens tried to find clues, but all Don Juan shared was a photo of a mural. Even after zooming in, they couldn't find the artist's signature or the date.
I don't know where to start.
Don Juan has a large number of fans, including many fans of the Ginger and Sugar CP. These fans have come up with all sorts of creative ideas, directly asking in the comments section whether it was drawn by Sister Jiang.
Don Juan's fans remained silent, as their idol had indeed been spending time with Jiang Mingyue these past two days, and netizens had encountered them in various parts of Beijing yesterday.
But to say that it was painted by Jiang Mingyue is far-fetched.
The fact that career-oriented fans haven't said anything doesn't mean that casual fans won't join in and criticize.
"I have no problem with you CP fans, I'm just stating the facts. Purely regarding this mural, it would take more than ten years of art skills to complete. I think Jiang Mingyue's major in college was Business English."
"You guys are so obsessed with shipping couples that you've lost your minds."
"Can't it just be an award-winning actor simply sharing his life?"
The fans of the Jiangtang CP (Jiangtang and Tangtang) pairing were too lazy to argue with casual fans. Their intuition told them it was Sister Jiang. Of course, at this critical juncture, saying more would only make more mistakes, and they didn't want to implicate Sister Jiang, so they quickly left the comments section.
Fifteen minutes later, a blogger on Langyin posted a video comparing and analyzing the gourd mural posted by "The Happy Life of a Carpenter" with the sunrise mural shared by Don Juan, concluding that they were painted by the same person.
"The art styles are extremely similar. Of course, the above is just my personal analysis. Please take it with a grain of salt and do not take it as a reference."
He also deliberately circled the eight small gourds hidden in the sunrise mural in the comments section.
This blogger is a big name in the art world, with 20 million followers. He shares drawing tips in every video, and netizens trust him a lot.
This caused a complete uproar. Netizens zoomed in on the sunrise mural and indeed found eight adorable little gourds hidden inside, with the color scheme exactly the same as the mural posted by the carpenter!
They immediately felt cheated and rushed to confront the young carpenter, "Young carpenter! Didn't your cousin refuse to take commercial orders?!"
After washing the dishes, Sun Aimin returned to the main room to rest. He picked up his phone and saw a notification that the backend was overwhelmed with messages, so he clicked on it out of curiosity.
Seeing the questions from his fans, he switched to Weibo and instantly understood.
It turns out my cousin went to Beijing to have a mural painted for her friend.
Sun Aimin returned to the Langyin interface and replied to the fans, "Oh, Teacher Tang is my cousin's friend, so it doesn't count as a business deal."
Fans who follow the carpenter were speechless. They couldn't believe their eyes—the carpenter's cousin is a friend of the movie star? What a load of rubbish!
That's hard to say.
[The actor's friends, well, I don't know anything about the actor's female friends.]
[They might be college classmates]
[Possible]
I suspect it's Sister Jiang, but I have no proof.
[The carpenter's location is in S Province, and Sister Jiang's hometown is also in S Province!]
[Simple, let's ask Wei Lai and Qi Sheng and see what they have to say.]
Some bold netizens went to ask Wei Lai and Qi Sheng, but they first discovered that Wei Lai and Qi Sheng had left comments in Don Juan's comment section, and both of them posted a thumbs-up emoji.
There was no extra information.
Sisters, don't worry. If the carpenter's cousin is really Sister Jiang, she painted a mural for the movie star, so she'll definitely paint one for Wei Lai and the others too. Let's wait patiently.
Wow! Sister, you're so smart! Let's be online friends again in our next life!
My brain is on your heads.
Wei Lai still saw the comments from netizens. He took screenshots of the comments and posted them in the group chat, tagging everyone.
"Listen up, guys. From now on, when Mingyue draws for us, don't post it on Weibo. Don't make Mingyue work herself to death."
Ji Wenxuan: "Netizens these days are too smart. They don't date, they just chase after celebrities."
Qi Sheng: "Haha, got it, we'll definitely keep a low profile."
The usually low-key Don Juan was unusually high-profile for once, and they even teased him about it. He was both amused and exasperated, and didn't have time to deal with the group messages for the time being, as he was helping Wu Cuifang serve the dishes.
Don Juan's parents were very polite to their guests. They didn't press Jiang Mingyue with questions, but simply told her to eat more and not to be shy. They also introduced her to the local customs and culture of the capital.
Jiang Mingyue is not reserved when interacting with elders. Despite her cold personality, she can make people feel comfortable and at ease whenever she wants to be around them.
Wu Cuifang grew increasingly fond of Jiang Mingyue. After dinner, she even led Jiang Mingyue upstairs to the large terrace for tea, leaving the father and son to clean up the dining table.
There was a guzheng on the large terrace, which was clearly not just for decoration. It was obvious that Ms. Wu would play a few tunes whenever she had free time.
Moreover, there was a flute on the shelf next to the guzheng.
Jiang Mingyue asked with great interest, "Auntie is a musical instrument expert, she can play both the guzheng and the flute."
Wu Cuifang laughed and said, "To be honest, these are the only two things I know. Don Juan inherited my musical talent. Your uncle doesn't understand these things."
"Then, Auntie, you're playing the flute, and I'll accompany you? Shall we play a duet?"
Wu Cuifang's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Jiang Mingyue's hand tightly. "Oh my, Mingyue, you can actually play the guzheng! Great, great, which piece would you like to play? I have the sheet music here, let's pick one you're good at."
Jiang Mingyue dared not show off her skills in front of Wu Cuifang, so she chose a familiar film and television soundtrack.
Wu Cuifang smiled and said, "Okay, let's go with this one song. Let's practice it together first. We'll have Don Juan come up and film it for us later. Mingyue, you don't mind if your aunt filmes it, do you?"
"No problem, Auntie can take pictures if she wants."
Jiang Mingyue put on the special finger picks for the guzheng and tried plucking the strings. Wu Cuifang could tell from her plucking and listening gestures that the young girl was an expert.
My heart was filled with joy. Just as netizens had said, Sister Jiang is a treasure trove; the more you dig, the more you find.
A moment later, a stirring guzheng solo began, followed by a clear and melodious flute tune. The old man and the young man smiled at each other, their performance perfectly synchronized.
The noise downstairs gradually subsided, and the residents who were taking a walk in the community couldn't help but look up and stop to listen.
It's been so long since I've heard such beautiful music. It's so soothing and relaxing, it really puts my whole body at ease.
When the song ended, Don Juan and Tang Guozhong applauded.
Don Juan was surprised that Jiang Mingyue could also play the guzheng. He remembered that she had said she was tone-deaf and not good at singing.
"Mingyue, you always surprise me."
Jiang Mingyue smiled without saying a word.
Wu Cuifang quickly praised Jiang Mingyue, "Mingyue plays so well, even better than me. Don Juan, film us, and Mingyue and I will play it again."
Tang Guozhong clapped in support: "Great! Do it again! I'll clap too."
Five minutes later, Wu Cuifang uploaded the video to her WeChat Moments with satisfaction.
The caption read: "My first collaboration with a young friend who is much older than me was memorable."
Professor Wu rarely posts on WeChat Moments, usually only once a year. The green bubbles are generally used to catch graduate students who are running around everywhere.
As soon as the video was posted, a bunch of people liked it first, and then slowly clicked to watch it.
The students looked closely and thought, "Hey, why does that pretty girl playing with Professor Wu look so familiar?"
Someone recognized her immediately: "Wow, isn't that Sister Jiang?!" How does Sister Jiang know their mentor? What a small world!
But that's not the point. The point is that Sister Jiang can actually play the guzheng!
Haha, I have to share this on my WeChat Moments to show off!
Yanqian's second uncle also gave Wu Cuifang a thumbs up. Tonight, during the family dinner, he and Yanqian happened to be eating together, and he even showed the video to Yanqian.
"Miss Jiang is very talented. My teacher never posts on WeChat Moments, but he made an exception for her today."
Yan Qian paused for a moment. In the video, Jiang Mingyue had changed her previous attire, now wearing a purple wool sweater, with her long hair loose, and was intently playing the guzheng.
Her movements were fluid and graceful, a smile playing on her lips, and she would occasionally glance at Professor Wu, appearing quite content.
Yan Qian was used to it; even if Jiang Mingyue went to space right now, he wouldn't be surprised.
"Go ask Miss Jiang if she's free. Now that she's in Beijing, shouldn't you invite her over as a guest?"
The fact that Yan Qian went to Huai County to acquire Bishui Haoyuan was orchestrated by Jiang Mingyue, and was not concealed from Yan's second uncle.
Yan Qian looked troubled. "Second Uncle, too many people want to invite her to dinner. She refused He Qi's invitation last night, and she has to attend Teacher Xie Fei's concert tomorrow night."
Uncle Yan glared at him with exasperation, "How do you know it won't work if you don't even try? A man needs to take the initiative. Didn't you see how much my teacher likes Miss Jiang?"
Author's Note: Haha, I'm begging for pre-orders for "I Lost My Amnesia After Transmigrating into a Book"!
Jiang Chan, a laborer, transmigrated into the body of the female protagonist in a book and ended up lying on a large bed in a hundred-acre manor castle!
Unfortunately, the female lead suffers from amnesia; she can't remember any of the plot points in the book!
The next second, she smiled. It doesn't matter, as long as you have money.
Food was served to them, clothes were put on them, and they had everything they needed, including a butler and maids.
Horse riding, visiting vineyards, and sea fishing have become commonplace activities.
He was accompanied by a row of bodyguards with eight-pack abs!
The carefree days came to an end a month later when her elusive husband returned.
Huo Qichuan, a tall and domineering CEO with an astonishingly handsome appearance.
Jiang Chan disregarded all principles; she was willing to have sex first and then fall in love!
She tried her best to offer warmth, but Huo Qichuan remained as aloof as a glacier, unmoved by her enthusiasm.
A week later, before leaving, Huo Qichuan finally spoke up: "Little aunt, since you like sleeping in my room so much, I'll give it to you."
Jiang Chan was dumbfounded. She had already taken off her skirt, and Huo Qichuan wasn't her husband?!
The following month, another man from the Huo family, Huo Qixing, arrived at the castle.
Jiang Chan remained still, worried that something else might go wrong.
To everyone's surprise, Huo Qixing immediately gave her a warm hug and called her Xiao Chan.
Jiang Chan's eyes lit up: It's settled, Huo Qixing is definitely her husband.
For a whole month, Huo Qixing accompanied her to eat, drink, and have fun, gradually winning her heart.
Just as she was about to repay him with her body, Huo Qixing told her that he wanted to go back to China to get married.
Jiang Chan: This is outrageous!
Damn it, who is her real husband?!
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