Chapter 16: Start checking household registration?

"Look at me, I almost forgot about the important matter." The old lady smiled and told the housekeeper to take out the painting.

The ancient scroll was placed in a box, the paper was yellowed, and an old smell was overwhelming.

Ying Ruxing carefully spread out the scroll. The scroll was well preserved without any damage, only showing the oldness and traces of history.

Paper becomes brittle after years of erosion, so be careful when picking it up and putting it down.

Ying Ruxing took a magnifying glass and looked at it carefully, then dipped his finger in water and smeared it on the paper.

"Grandma, you've found a treasure."

Ying Ruxing put down the magnifying glass and said to her with a smile, "This is an authentic work of Wu Daozi, it is absolutely true!"

"Most of Wu Daozi's paintings are copied by later generations, and now few people can identify the authenticity."

Shi Jinyuan raised his eyebrows, with obvious doubt in his words.

"Indeed." Ying Ruxing nodded, "In addition to paper identification, calligraphy and painting appraisal is more importantly about the style of contemporary painters."

"Wu Daozi's paintings focus on the folds of clothes, which are so-called Wu Dai Dang Feng, clear and elegant, and are completed in one stroke. It is impossible for later generations to copy it."

The old lady laughed instantly, "I wasn't lying, Xing girl is really capable!"

"Okay, now that you've given me some peace of mind, I feel at ease."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jinyuan smiled and looked at Ying Ruxing with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"I have known Miss Ying for such a long time, but I didn't know she was an expert in appraising treasures. I also have some antiques and calligraphy and paintings. Why don't I take some time to ask Miss Ying to help me appraise them?"

The old lady agreed repeatedly, "Xing girl, he has a lot of good things in his hands!"

"I just restored a magnolia hairpin from the Qing Dynasty yesterday. Although it is not a cultural relic, it has a history of a hundred years."

"You ask him to take it out and show it to you."

Magnolia hairpin?

In a flash, Ying Ruxing reacted.

What she repaired for Ying Shengsheng was a magnolia hairpin from the Qing Dynasty!

She wondered why Ying Shengsheng was so generous, it turned out that the thing belonged to Shi Jinyuan!

Ying Ruxing laughed dryly, "Grandma, please don't flatter me. I don't know anything about antiques."

"If you want to talk about calligraphy and painting, I can still brag about it and show off. But don't embarrass me with these antiques and collectibles."

Hearing her say this, the old lady tapped her forehead and said, "Humble."

"Madam, there are a lot of guests outside. You should go out and greet them." The housekeeper reminded in a low voice.

The old lady smiled and said, "Okay, Xing girl, go upstairs and help me look after Jiaojiao."

Ying Ruxing nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll go out first."

Shi Jinyuan nodded and said goodbye, following behind Ying Ruxing, his eyes darkening.

When they were almost at the end of the corridor, Shi Jinyuan stretched out his arm and pulled, and Ying Ruxing lost her balance and fell straight into his arms.

She naturally put her arms around his waist, raised her head, and blinked her misty eyes.

She licked her lips, "Uncle Shi, you don't want to be here, do you?"

"Are you calling me uncle again now?"

Shi Jinyuan raised his eyebrows, "You really know how to judge people by their appearance."

Ying Ruxing curved her lips and her fingertips crawled up his collar. The vague touch made the man's throat tighten.

The next moment, the big hand holding her waist suddenly tightened.

The bodies fit together perfectly.

Ying Ruxing stood on tiptoe, met the red lips, and moved slowly, about to land on the man's thin lips.

Shi Jinyuan suddenly raised his hand.

Her lips instantly fell into the palm of his hand.

Ying Ruxing blinked, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

"It's not like we haven't kissed before."

False reserve!

Shi Jinyuan loosened his hand, took a step back, put one hand in his pocket, looked indifferent, without any desire.

"What is your relationship with the Lin family?"

"The old lady said that you are a student of an old friend. There are not many people that the old lady can call her an old friend. Who is your teacher?"

He asked two questions in a row, and Ying Ruxing raised her eyes, her eyes seductive, "Uncle, why are you checking the household registration now?"

"Grandma has already told you about my relationship with the Lin family. As for where I learned my master, I don't need to report it to my uncle, right?"

Ying Ruxing's voice was lazy, but her heart was alert.

She had promised that person that she would never reveal a single word!

Shi Jinyuan's eyes were deep, and Ying Ruxing's smile became even brighter.

She gradually approached him, put her hands on his chest, pushed Shi Jinyuan back hard, and covered him with her whole body.

His back was against the wall, and the woman in front of him stood on tiptoes and pressed against him.

The woman's sweet fragrance instantly entered his nostrils, and the rich aroma enveloped him.

"It's not impossible to report it to my uncle..."

She paused, exhaled softly, "At least, I have to be my uncle's person, so that my uncle is qualified to know everything about me."

She grabbed the man's tie, and the bright light above her head streamed down, making the two figures look even more intimate.

An ambiguous atmosphere circulates.

At this time, Jin Yuan's pupils shrank and he smiled suddenly.

He pushed Ying Ruxing away without hesitation, "Ms. Lin must have been waiting for you for a long time."

Shi Jinyuan fastened his tie and walked away.

Rejected again.

Ying Ruxing suddenly felt a sense of frustration.

This man might really be the reincarnation of Tang Monk.

Except for the last kiss, I have been able to restrain myself every time when faced with her seduction.

In the boudoir.

Lin Jiao is still putting on makeup. The young girl looks so noble after being dressed up, like a modern princess.

The purpose of today's dinner is, firstly, to auction the collection, and secondly, the old lady wants to find a husband for Lin Jiao.

Seeing that Lin Jiao was still preparing, Ying Ruxing couldn't stay for long.

"I'll wait for you downstairs. I'll definitely take a beautiful photo of you when you make your entrance!"

"Okay, you can't sneak away early tonight. You have to help me hold the scene."

Lin said coquettishly.

Ying Ruxing curved her eyes, "I know, little princess."

After coming out of Lin Jiao's room, Ying Ruxing planned to go to the open space in the courtyard to rest for a while.

The guests outside gradually moved into the hall, and the waiters went outside to prepare food and drinks.

Just as I passed a waiter, I heard someone running towards him.

The person behind failed to brake and the person in front failed to stand firmly, and they accidentally bumped into Ying Ruxing.

Ying Ruxing staggered and hurriedly grabbed the handrail beside her.

Just as he steadied himself and turned around, he heard a ripping sound and felt a chill in his lower back.

The clothes are torn.

"Sorry miss, I didn't mean it!" the waiter apologized panickily.

"Forget it. It's really a headache when people are busy. You didn't mean it."

"Go upstairs and find Miss Lin Jiao. Tell her that my clothes are dirty and ask her to bring me some clothes. By the way, my name is Ying Ruxing."

The waiter nodded quickly, took two steps forward, turned back, took off his coat and put it on her.

"The back is exposed, cover it with clothes."

The dress was torn, and Ying Ruxing was afraid that the hole would get bigger the more she walked. It would be embarrassing if the whole hem of her skirt fell off, so she could only sit on the chair and not move.

"I was wondering why the Lin family's waiter was so unruly and dared to slack off in front of the guests. It turns out that he is not from the Lin family, but from the Ying family!"