He Jiali feels indebted to his brother He Qi.
After all, he was the chosen one.
He Qi was the one who was abandoned.
He would give almost anything to He Qi.
The huge wealth accumulated by Xu Sijuan, everything he owns.
Only for Pan Shu, he would never give in.
He Qi lowered his eyes, his thick, black eyelashes trembling. He spoke with difficulty, "I have an ancient painting whose center is rotten... So I wanted to trouble you to see if there is anything that needs to be repaired..."
Lame excuse.
But he carefully considered his words, repeating them a thousand times in his heart with bitterness before he dared to say them out loud.
Pan Shu glanced at him calmly and said, "Leave the painting here and you can go. Come back and pick it up in three days."
The tone is so unfamiliar.
Treat them like the most ordinary customers.
She was no longer special to him.
He Jiali stood in front of Pan Shu, looking at this brother who had similar features to him in a casual manner, but there was no trace of respect in his words.
"Did you hear that? People leave, but the paintings remain."
He Qi treated He Jiali as air.
In fact, he really didn't take He Jiali, the second-generation rich kid, seriously.
He was silent for a moment and asked her, "Why?"
Why is that person He Jiali?
She was not at all surprised by his relationship with He Jiali.
You must have known it a long time ago.
She chose He Jiali.
"Mr. He, don't you think you're annoying?" Pan Shu said with a cruel curve of her lips. "As Mr. He can see, I'm with Mr. He's brother, and Jiali is much more likable than Mr. He."
"I am born with a vicious heart, so Mr. He, there is no need to insist on an answer. It will only hurt others and yourself."
He Qi's face turned pale.
He raised his eyes, hiding a kind of bloody despair.
"Is it just because of that incident?" He pursed his lips. "I can apologize. It's my fault for believing other people's one-sided words. I don't know... I really don't know what happened to me. After meeting An Xiaxia, I seem to have become a different person. I always do a lot of things that are beyond common sense..."
He is not the type to trust others easily; on the contrary, he is sensitive and suspicious.
It can start from meeting An Xia Xia.
It seemed as if God told him.
You have to love her.
But deep down in his soul he was struggling. He didn't like An Xia Xia at all, not at all.
Pan Shu's eyes were filled with annoyance. "Mr. He is affecting my business."
He Jiali's handsome face turned slightly cold, and the corners of his lips raised slightly as he ordered him to leave. "I think I should leave. It's not right to pester your own brother's girlfriend here."
He Qi clenched his fists, almost unable to suppress the violent nature in his bones and blood.
He is decent after all.
I don't want to lose even a trace of dignity in front of Panshu.
Even now, he must be in a very miserable state.
His lips were pale. "I have something to say to you."
"Just say it right here."
Pan Shu had no intention of asking He Jiali to avoid it.
Sweet joy spread in He Jiali's heart.
He Qi closed his eyes, suppressing all the surging emotions. When he opened his eyes again, there was only calmness in his eyes, without any ripples.
"Whether you believe it or not, what I said that day was not what I meant."
"I haven't even exchanged a few words with that An Xia Xia. How could I possibly question you for her? I don't know what's wrong. I seem to have been bewitched. Bewitched to cause trouble for you and make you unhappy... It's my fault. I'm sorry, I..."
"That's enough."
Pan Shu interrupted him with a sneer, "So what does Mr. He want to say?"
"I'm sorry." He opened his lips. "I'm really sorry."
"Well, that's enough. You can go now." Pan Shu crossed her arms over her chest, looking down on others and cruelly deciding the life and death of her believers.
God doesn't care about what his believers think.
It is the believer's privilege to love her.
Corresponding.
Shouldn't believers who surrender to love also bear some punishment?
He Qi's heart ached terribly.
But he also knew that staying any longer would only make her annoyed and would not change anything.
Unreconciled.
But there is nothing I can do.
I had to leave in silence.
My legs felt like they were filled with thousands of pounds of lead.
He had cold sweat on his forehead and his hands and feet were cold.
After He Qi left, He Jiali hooked Banshu's little finger, asked nothing, and watched her silently as she put the scroll aside, picked up the dried painting on the wall, and began to apply starch.
He first saw her at work.
He Jiali knew that there was no money to be made in repairing ancient paintings these days.
It's pure emotion.
An ordinary person might not be able to survive a day.
She is the only one who loves it and persists in doing it.
It’s nothing to lose money.
After all, he has money.
As long as she likes, she can stay in this not-so-spacious antique painting shop for the rest of her life, and he will help her by fanning her with a palm-leaf fan in the summer and burning charcoal to keep her warm in the winter.
And so it goes, until old age.
This kind of life is pretty good.
He Jiali chuckled softly.
Sports cars, luxury houses, wine and meat revelry, it is not as happy and comfortable as being with her.
"What are you thinking about so happily?" Pan Shu took the time to glance at him, without stopping her hands. "Give me the smallest scroll, yes, that one."
Placing the scroll next to Pan Shu, He Jiali smiled and said, "I want to be with you forever."
Pan Shu was silent for a while, then decided to break the boy's fantasy, "Our relationship won't last long."
He Jiali misunderstood Pan Shu's meaning and thought that she would get married in the future and the relationship of keeping her must end then.
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