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Chapter 86: Countless Big Shots Stand Behind Him
Rong Xiu looked into Jiang Li's eyes, which were both alluring and seductive, and she was smiling, but her smile didn't reach her eyes.

His pupils were pitch black, so black they were chilling.

Rong Xiu, remembering her perverse habit of burning paintings, gave up on buying her art.

Her gaze fell on her slender, pale hands: "Tell me honestly, how long has it been since you last touched a needle?"

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows slightly, propped her chin on her hand, and casually recalled, "Ah, it's been over a year."

"More than a year?!"

Rong Xiu's expression changed immediately, her hand holding the spoon tightened, and she pondered how to make up for Jiang Li's absence during this period.

Finally, he tapped his fingers on the table: "You have to stay here all day and practice hard!"

I haven't touched it in so long, I don't even know how rusty I've become!

Such great talent!

How could you do that! Such a waste!

Jiang Li gave a nonchalant "Ah".

After breakfast.

Rong Xiu then took Jiang Li to her embroidery room.

Pushing open the door, a huge embroidered landscape painting immediately comes into view.

The composition is magnificent, the brushstrokes are powerful, and the scenery is well-arranged, making it a priceless work of art.

This is Rong Xiu's masterpiece.

The embroidery room was filled with all sorts of embroidery tools.

Rong Xiu stepped over the threshold and went inside. "Practice here today, no one will disturb you."

"Oh," Jiang Li replied lazily, hands in her pockets.

A servant suddenly entered and bowed respectfully: "Madam, the students have arrived."

Rongxiu is interviewing several students who applied to the Peking University Embroidery Training Program today.

She has always been rigorous and demanding in teaching embroidery, personally taking on both new students and apprentices.

Upon hearing the servant's report, she said, "Take them to my study first."

"Yes." The servant turned and left.

Rong Xiu took a few steps inside, picked up a few old and worn books from the table, and handed them to Jiang Li: "These are some ancient books I recently acquired. Take a look, and I'll go see the students."

Jiang nodded.

Rong Xiu gave her a few more instructions before leaving, without closing the door for her.

Jiang Li walked unhurriedly past the fixed wooden frame, her beautiful, clean fingertips tracing the edge as she went inside.

There is a special spot for her here, which Rong Xiu has always kept.

She sat down, crossed her legs, tapped her fingers on the white brocade, and glanced around the embroidery room. Every movement exuded a nonchalant, bandit-like air.

Then he reached into the small bamboo basket next to him and took out tools.

***
Rong Mansion is a traditional courtyard-style building.

Pavilions and towers, mountains and waters intertwined, winding corridors.

As Rong Xiu stepped onto the corridor, a servant hurried over and said respectfully, "Madam, Madam Yu has brought Miss Yu to visit you."

Rong Xiu frowned, her face as cold as ice. "I won't see you."

She uttered two words, then walked straight ahead with her hands behind her back.

***
lobby.

There was a scroll next to Yu Ruoqi. She looked a little nervous and kept glancing towards the entrance of the front hall.

Madam Yu's cup of tea was almost empty, and before anyone arrived, her fingers unconsciously gripped the corner of the sandalwood table.

"Mom, Master Rong never does favoritism or corruption. Is it really okay for us to come to her like this?" Yu Ruoqi looked nervously at her embroidery scroll.

Madam Yu frowned: "There's no other way. When you meet Master Rong later, remember to behave well."

Yu Ruoqi nodded, her gaze falling on the pile of gifts: "We brought so many gifts, Master Rong, even if you don't care about our reputation, you should at least give us some face." The saying "You can't hit a smiling face" applies everywhere.

Rong Xiu was an instructor at the Peking University Embroidery Training Program.

Madam Yu was quite talented in embroidery and was a student in Rongxiu's training class. However, her talent was not enough to make Rongxiu take notice of her.

After graduation, Mrs. Yu joined the embroidery association.

However, Rong Xiu lived a secluded life and rarely appeared inside the association. Madam Yu had only seen Rong Xiu a few times in total.

Yu Ruoqi was admitted to Rong Xiu's training class with just one of her works, and even boasted that she would become Rong Xiu's personal disciple.

To date, not a single artwork or paper has been successfully published, and now it's questionable whether he can even graduate from the training program.

Over the years, Yu Ruoqi, under the guise of being Rong Xiu's student, has stolen the limelight among the young ladies of prominent families in Beijing.

If she fails to graduate, not only will she lose face, but the Yu family will also suffer ridicule.

Madam Yu had no choice but to bring Yu Ruoqi to find Rong Xiu.

At that moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the front hall.

Madam Yu immediately stood up, and when she saw that it was a servant, her eyes widened in surprise.

A servant came in and said politely, "I'm sorry, my lady does not wish to see you two. Please leave."

Upon hearing this, Madam Yu suddenly clenched her fingers. She had prepared herself mentally before coming, knowing that Master Rong would be a difficult hurdle to overcome.

However, she never expected that she wouldn't even be able to see Master Rong.

After the servant finished giving the message, he withdrew.

Madam Yu and Yu Ruoqi were left standing there stiffly.

As soon as the person left, Yu Ruoqi looked anxiously at Madam Yu: "Mom, what do we do now?"

She absolutely cannot be forced to postpone her graduation!

Madam Yu's face was unpleasant. She glared at Yu Ruoqi with a look of disappointment and opened her mouth, wanting to scold her, but then felt it was a waste of breath.

The most important thing right now is to solve the problem.

But what other solutions can she come up with now?
Madam Yu pursed her lips, her heart as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She looked towards the door, a bold decision forming in her mind.

She looked at Yu Ruoqi: "Come with me."

***
Over here in the embroidery room.

Jiang Li held the needle between her fingers as if it were a cigarette, her fair and slender wrist casually resting on the edge of the embroidery hoop.

He held the newly drawn sketch between his fingers.

Just then, a rustling sound came from outside.

The sound was very low, and there was some distance between them.

Jiang Li has keen hearing and heard it clearly.

"Mom, aren't we sure we won't anger Master Rong by barging in like this?" Yu Ruoqi asked worriedly. What if we don't graduate and end up offending Master Rong...?

"Do you think I wanted this? If you had any backbone, why would I have taken this risk?" Madam Yu's voice was cold and deep: "It's just a graduation project, is it really that difficult?"

Yu Ruoqi retorted, unwilling to give up, "Even if I'm not good enough, I'm still better than Jiang Li. We learned embroidery together when we were little, and I even got into Master Rong's advanced training class, while Jiang Li couldn't even get in."

"You compare yourself to someone like Jiang Li?" Madam Yu frowned and reprimanded sharply, "Remember this, she doesn't even deserve to be mentioned in the same breath as you."

Seeing that Madam Yu was truly angry, Yu Ruoqi obediently admitted her mistake in a low voice: "I understand."

Inside the embroidery room, Jiang Li tilted her head, gazing at the embroidery sketch in her hand.

Madam Yu didn't want to put too much pressure on her at this time, so she softened her tone: "Alright, when you see Master Rong later, I hope she can be lenient and let you graduate smoothly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Yu had already reached the door of the embroidery room.

Turning her head, she saw the person they had just mentioned sitting in the embroidery room.

She froze at the doorway, her face blank.

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(End of this chapter)