In Love With The Fake Bride

0Shen Xining was brought back to her room by Su Ci and stuffed into the bathroom.    2

    

When she finished bathing and changed into clean clothes, she saw Su Ci standing by the window with a lonely face. The cigarette between his fingers had burned to the end and the floor was covered with ashes. It seemed like he did not smoke at all.    

    

She carefully walked up and saw that the sandalwood box that Mrs. Van gave had been opened. There was a red necklace with diamonds decorating it.    

    

The diamond necklace was expensive to begin with, and coupled with the rare blood red natural pigeon, it made it even more luxurious.    

    

But after Shen Xining got closer to take a look, the blood red color of the few little pigeons was added later on and did not belong to the original necklace.    

    

Did that mean... this necklace was not the mother's inheritance Su Ci was looking for?    

    

"No, right?" Shen Xining asked carefully.    

    

"You can tell?" Su Ci looked at Shen Xining doubtfully.    

    

Shen Xining nodded. "Very, very hard to tell?"    

    

Su Ci knocked the cigarette butt in his hand into the cylinder and lazily sat down.    

    

"Tell me."    

    

"The design is not right." Shen Xining pointed at the blood red position of the pigeon. "Originally, the necklace should only have diamonds. However, someone added the blood red color of the pigeon in order to look luxurious. It seems to be a little noisy."    

    

Su Ci frowned and thought of Mrs. Van's words. Little stutter had an extraordinary sensitivity towards jewelry.    

    

Shen Xining saw that Su Ci did not speak and immediately shut her mouth. She felt that she had spoken too much.    

    

Her mother liked jewelry very much, so when she was young, she often heard her mother talk about jewelry. But how could she have the qualifications to show off in front of Su Ci?    

    

Su Ci stood up straight. His slender fingers brushed past a few small blood red pigeon pieces. The blood red pigeon drops on his fingertips like flowing blood, making this pair of white hands add a few traces of charm.    

    

His eyes drooped, and he withdrew his gaze. He quietly stood like a painting.    

    

"These few blood red pigeon pieces are the jewelry that I am looking for."    

    

Su Ci was silent. It seemed like his mother's jewelry had been taken apart and auctioned off. It was already difficult to find them, but now it was like finding a needle in a haystack.    

    

Shen Xining stood by the side and saw sadness from Su Ci's deep side face. Although it was fleeting, it made him look completely different from the usual cold and arrogant Su Ci.    

    

He should really care about his mother.    

    

Two knocks on the door were heard. Chung Jin walked in with a pot of stuff.    

    

Shen Xining looked up and saw a big pot of ginger soup.    

    

"Young Madam, please finish it."    

    

"Drink, finish it?" Then, would her stomach still need more?    

    

Chung Jin pursed his lips and smiled, "Third Master specially ordered the kitchen to make it for you."    

    

As he spoke, Chung Jin scooped up a large bowl and stuffed it into Shen Xining's hands.    

    

Shen Xining secretly glanced at Su Ci.    

    

Su Ci did not even raise his head and lightly lifted his thin lips, "Is there a problem?"    

    

"No, no, I drink."    

    

Shen Xining was like a startled rabbit. She picked up the bowl that was bigger than her face and drank it.    

    

Su Ci supported his cheek slightly and looked lazy. He looked at Shen Xining's fair and delicate face and widened his dark eyes to encourage his cheeks. He could not help but smile.    

    

Chung Jin pursed his lips and secretly laughed. This was the first time he had seen his boss smile. He really did not expect that the timid rabbit would actually stimulate the lion's desire to protect him. It was unbelievable.    

    

Just as Chung Jin was about to leave the room and give the two of them some time alone, Su Ci's phone rang.    

    

Su Ci answered the phone expressionlessly, "What's the matter?"    

    

"Third Master, I think I have a fever." It was Chu Yaruo's voice.    

    

"Coming."    

    

Su Ci hung up the phone and left the room.    

    

Shen Xining quietly watched Su Ci's back as he left. It was rumored that the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Third Master of the Black Sect would only follow Chu Yaruo.    

    

As she thought about it, her stomach twitched and her eyes became watery.    

    

"Young Madam, are you alright?"    

    

"I, I can't drink anymore." Shen Xining shook her head.    

    

"It's alright. I will get the servants to bring you some food later. Madam Zhou has prepared a banquet last night. You still need to accompany Third Master Ye to attend." Chung Jin reminded.    

    

"Yes."    

    

Shen Xining got up and saw Chung Jin tidying up the sandalwood box on the table. A problem appeared in her mind.    

    

"Assistant Chung, you, do you know why Third Master is in such a hurry to find jewelry?"    

    

Chung Jin hesitated for a moment before saying, "Because Third Master is afraid of forgetting."    

    

Shen Xining looked at Chung Jin in confusion.    

    

Chung Jin touched the sandalwood box in his hand, "After Third Master's mother died, Third Master suffered from a serious illness. That was why his childhood memories were chaotic. Sometimes, he could remember what jewelry looked like. Sometimes, he didn't even know what his mother looked like."    

    

"This old man Su never liked San Ye's mother, so when San Ye's mother died... Everything that had to do with her was thrown away, not even a picture was left. San Ye was afraid that if he didn't find it quickly, he would forget everything related to his mother."    

    

When Shen Xining heard this, she tightened her skirt and the bitterness in her mouth spread.    

    

This kind of feeling, she could understand. After her mother died, she would often wake up from her dreams because her mother's appearance in her dreams would always become more and more blurry, making her feel that she was getting further and further away from the person closest to her.    

    

Su Ci should also feel the same way.    

    

Shen Xining pulled Chung Jin, "Tell me what the jewelry looks like."    

    

Chung Jin was a little puzzled, but when he saw the determination in Shen Xining's eyes, he told her about the jewelry.    

    

Finally, he added, "This is the most clear description that Third Master described, but he himself is not sure, so only Third Master's deceased parents know what he looks like."    

    

"Then, what does the Third Master's mother look like?"    

    

"According to Madam, she looks 80% similar to Miss Su." Chung Jin said seriously.    

    

It would be easy to deal with her once she had a rough idea.    

    

Shen Xining asked Chung Jin to help her find some paint and paper, and then she started to draw based on her own feelings.    

    

Chung Jin took a look and was slightly surprised. "Young Madam, you know how to draw?"    

    

"I helped an old man draw in the past. He, he gave me a lot of money." Shen Xining smiled faintly.    

    

She still remembered that old man. His hair and beard were very white, but he was in good spirits. He said that his eyes were not good and insisted that she draw. As long as he was satisfied with one or two hundred yuan, that money would be enough for her and Grandma Sun to live in the countryside.    

    

It was also strange that after she learned the basic painting skills, the old man let her draw a lot of jewelry and jewelry.    

    

Later, the old man said that he missed his family and left, but he practiced Shen Xining's painting skills.    

    

Shen Xining only needed a few strokes to draw out the jewelry that Chung Jin described. This was something that even Chung Jin was surprised about.    

    

The investigation data clearly said that Shen Muxue was a young lady who did not learn how to eat, drink, and have fun, but she did not expect her painting skills to be so good.    

    

Halfway through, Chung Jin received a work call and went to work.    

    

Shen Xining focused on drawing. The phone beside her rang several times before she came back to her senses.    

    

"Yaruo?"    

    

"Muxue, can I ask you something?" Chu Yaruo's voice carried a hint of delicate panting, "Help me and Third Master to buy a box of... condoms."    

    

"What?" Shen Xining was so shocked that the brush in her hand fell onto the paper, leaving behind a pile of dirt.    

    

"Shh, apart from looking for you, I really don't know who I am looking for. Third Master is strong and strong. I have already used up all the things I brought for him. I... Aiya, it is really embarrassing. "    

    

Hearing Chu Yaruo's voice, Shen Xining's mind thought of Su Ci and Chu Yaruo who were physically strong on the bed...    

    

Suddenly, her face turned pale and she almost could not hold her phone.    

    

"Muxue, I beg you, help me. I have a cold and taken medication. If I am really pregnant, I am afraid that I will harm the child." Chu Yaruo said in a lovely voice.    

    

Shen Xining lowered her head and said timidly, "Okay."    

    

Su Ci liked Chu Yaruo. If Chu Yaruo dared to do this, it must be Su Ci who agreed. If she did not help Chu Yaruo, Su Ci would punish her again.    

    

"Muxue, send me a message when we reach the door later. Don't knock on the door. I'm afraid it will disturb Third Master's mood."    

    

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