Chapter 31
After just a short while, the sword spirit became obedient.
The fox suddenly transformed into a handsome man.
He reached out and picked up the dagger, examining it carefully.
There is a lifelike dragon pattern carved on the hilt. Thousands of years have passed, and although the sword is rusty, the blade is still sharp.
"Chao Chao, why don't you let me keep it? This thing has a strong aura and I like it very much."
The dagger seemed to have just realized that there were other spiritual creatures here.
The moment it saw Bai Yexi, it felt a terrifying pressure, as if a huge weight was pressing down on it.
That was the pressure that only gods could possess, which instantly reduced him to dust.
The blade of the dagger began to tremble, and the rust on it gradually fell off, revealing the original appearance of the bronze dagger.
The dragon pattern carved on the hilt is lifelike, the sword body is smooth and bright, and the blade is sharp, as if it can cut iron like mud.
Jin Chaochao agreed immediately, "Then take it!"
The bronze dagger trembled and allowed Bai Yexi to hold it in his hand.
Grandma laughed at Jian Ling's cowardly look, "You are so weak, yet you still dare to act arrogant!... This is too boring, I want to go back to sleep!"
The sword spirit huddled up in fear.
It found that there was no one in the room it could afford to offend.
It regretted it and wanted to go back to the museum.
*
The next day, Jin Chaochao and Fu Tingyuan went out together.
The two men walked to the front of the car, Jin Chaochao suddenly remembered something and turned around to speak.
As a result, before she could even say a word, she crashed into Fu Tingyuan's arms.
The tip of my nose felt sore and two streams of blood gushed out instantly.
Fu Tingyuan had never encountered such a thing before. After being at a loss for a moment, he immediately took out a handkerchief and covered Jin Chaochao's nose, "Are you okay?"
Jin Chaochao held the car, bent down to take away the handkerchief, and let the nosebleed flow out.
She was in so much pain that tears started to form in the corners of her eyes.
Fu Tingyuan's chest was almost as hard as rock.
Fortunately, the nosebleed stopped quickly.
After cleaning the nosebleed, Jin Chaochao did not rush out, but returned to the room and carefully calculated in front of her grandmother's portrait.
Ten minutes later, Jin Chaochao frowned.
"It's not a good time to go out today. I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster, and this disaster is related to Fu Tingyuan."
Grandma floated out of the portrait and said earnestly, "Since you have figured it out, be careful when you go out. As the saying goes, good fortune is not a disaster, and disaster cannot be avoided. What is coming will still come. Just be careful."
Jin Chaochao chose to change her clothes before going out.
She chose a white cheongsam embroidered with crabapple flowers, wore a gold and jade longevity lock around her neck, and her long hair was casually tied up with a silver-blue hairpin.
When she appeared in front of Fu Tingyuan again.
She immediately changed from a hot, beautiful and flamboyant beauty to a gentle and noble lady.
Fu Tingyuan stared at her jewelry with amazement in his eyes.
"Your lock and hairpin are so beautiful!" He just gave a heartfelt compliment.
Jin Chaochao stretched out her hand and said with a smile, "Then Mr. Fu, give me a hand so that I won't hit my nose again later."
Fu Tingyuan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and helped Jin Chaochao into the car.
After she sat down, he realized how he was a bit like her slave.
And there is no sense of violation.
He didn't even feel unhappy.
It's incredible.
This is his home, his territory, she became the queen on high above, and he was ordered around by her.
"Jin Chaochao..." Fu Tingyuan stared at her and spoke.
Jin Chaochao glanced sideways, her dark eyes full of innocence, the morning sunlight just hitting her pink cheeks, she was like a flower blooming in the morning sun, so beautiful that it made people fascinated.
Jin Chaochao was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
Fu Tingyuan held back the unhappy words in his heart, "It's okay, let's go quickly, there will be traffic jams on the road later."
If Fu Tingyuan were seen like this by his old friends.
It will definitely feel incredible.
When did that cold, unkind and difficult to talk to ruthless guy become so humble and gentle and accommodating to others?
*
The coffee shop downstairs of Fu’s Company.
Fu Tingyuan sent Jin Chaochao to the door and said, "Go in directly. Mr. Chen is inside."
Led by the waiter, Jin Chaochao came to the seat reserved by Chen Jianke.
Because it was early, there were not many people in the cafe.
Chen Jianke chose the position in the middle with the best view.
Only when Jin Chaochao got closer did she realize that this was a middle-aged man with a few white hairs among his black hair.
Seeing Jin Chaochao coming, Chen Jianke was stunned in surprise, and then said, "I didn't expect Miss Jin to be not only young, but also so talented. It's my honor to invite you today."
Jin Chaochao smiled and replied, "Mr. Chen, you are too kind. I wonder what Mr. Chen wants me to do?"
Chen Jianke didn't beat around the bush and said, "It's like this. I'm going to take over some restoration work on ancient buildings. There are a lot of wood carving techniques. I've found a few masters and consulted a lot of literature but still can't find any clues. I saw your design yesterday and thought you should know something about historical buildings, so I thought I could ask you for your thoughts."
Chen Jianke is currently the most powerful architectural master in China.
He has studied both ancient and modern Chinese and foreign architecture. Many film and television cities and famous skyscrapers are his masterpieces.
He can be regarded as an industry leader among architectural designers.
Seeing his sincerity and modesty, Jin Chaochao said politely, "I don't have much knowledge in architecture, but I have read a few ancient books and have a better understanding of historical artifacts. If Mr. Chen is interested in what I read, I can lend you the book."
Chen Jianke was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, "You have ancient books about similar ancient buildings?"
Jin Chaochao smiled elegantly, "Of course. My family's library has ancient books with a history of thousands of years, including textiles, embroidery, various ceramic firing techniques, woodworking carving, recipes from various dynasties, etc."
Chen Jianke immediately bowed and said, "Miss Jin, please lend me the books about ancient architecture!"
Jin Chaochao looked at Chen Jianke. As the saying goes, one of the five senses, the most important is the eyes.
Eyes are often praised as the windows to the soul. Chen Jianke's eyes are as black and shiny as lacquer, and he is a talented person.
"I can lend it to you, but there is a requirement," Jin Chaochao said.
Chen Jianke was overjoyed and agreed to any request as long as he could borrow valuable books.
"You can only borrow one copy at a time, and it must be returned to me in good condition."
Xuanmen's library is a family inheritance. Every book in it is a unique piece. Losing or damaging a book would be a huge loss.
Chen Jianke nodded happily, "I can definitely do it!"
Jin Chaochao nodded, "Then you go to the Fu family to pick up the book tomorrow!"
Chen Jianke's face turned red with excitement.
Mrs. Fu is such a nice person.
Not only does she look like a fairy, but she is also straightforward and decisive.
He lent her books, and she didn't ask for anything in return, only asking him to protect the books.
Jin Chaochao didn't expect this either.
She just lent Chen Jianke a few books, but he created a generation of architectural legend in China.
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