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Yu Ruoqi frowned, not knowing what Rong Xiu was talking about. She turned to Madam Yu, and just as she opened her mouth, before she could utter a sound, she saw Madam Yu's blank profile.

All her words caught in her throat, and a bad premonition crept in.

Jiang Li's unhurried voice rang out.

"This painting was embroidered a year ago and sold long ago."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ruoqi's face turned pale, her eyes filled with fear and shock, and she turned to look at Jiang Li in disbelief.

The woman lazily rested her face on her wrist, gazing at the artwork.

The painting she bought at a high price was actually embroidered by Jiang Li?
This is impossible……

Rong Xiu returned the painting to Yu Ruoqi without saying anything more, only telling Butler Rong, "See the guest out."

"Yes," Butler Rong replied, then looked at Madam Yu and Yu Ruoqi with a firm tone: "Please, both of you."

Madam Yu's fingernails dug into her palms until she lost all feeling, and her mind was in complete chaos.

Without a moment to think, she stiffly took a step and walked out of the embroidery room, her soul seemingly leaving her body.

Yu Ruoqi followed behind her, her lips trembling.

Just as she reached the door, Rong Xiu's gentle voice came from behind Madam Yu.

"Today it was the servants' negligence that bothered you. If you're not in the mood to stay in the embroidery room, come with me to the study to see the students' work. There's one that's quite well done."

Jiang Li said casually, "My face is a bit too red, so I'd better not show it off."

Rong Xiu nodded: "Then you can stay in the embroidery room. Tell the steward what you want to eat for lunch."

The level of familiarity between the two was chilling.

Madam Yu stood there dumbfounded, staring at Yu Ruoqi, her mouth moving slightly, opening and closing, but no sound came out.

Both of them were deathly pale.

***
Once in the car.

Yu Ruoqi couldn't help but ask, her voice filled with anxiety and panic: "Mom, what is the relationship between Jiang Li and Master Rong?"

Jiang Li got involved with Qin Yexiao, but she only felt that he was just playing around with her.

Master Rong is different.

Madam Yu gripped the cushion tightly with her fingers, the conversation between Master Rong and Jiang Li flashing through her mind.

Master Rong was passionate about embroidery and dedicated his life to preserving the traditional culture of embroidery. He was extremely difficult to approach and was cold to everyone.

But her attitude towards Jiang Li today was so kind, like an elder treating a beloved junior.

They even allowed Jiang Li to stay in her private embroidery room.

Such an attitude is absolutely beyond the Qin family's control.

Since it has nothing to do with the Qin family, it can only mean that Jiang Li and Master Rong have known each other for a long time.

Their relationship...

Madam Yu hesitated to think any further.

Master Rong is someone that many families in the capital cannot reach, and even the four great families have to show him some respect.

She and her daughter went to great lengths and endured countless hardships to get into the embroidery training class, but they still failed to gain Master Rong's special attention.

With Jiang Li's skill level, what makes her so special?
Madam Yu couldn't understand what was going on.

She had a vague feeling that Jiang Li was definitely not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

"mom!"

Yu Ruoqi's raised voice brought Madam Yu back to her senses.

She stared blankly at her daughter for a long while before blinking.

She then looked away and took a trembling breath: "Ruoqi, from now on, don't provoke Jiang Li again."

Yu Ruoqi frowned.

Madam Yu, however, had no interest in paying attention to her anymore; her mind was filled with Jiang Li and Yu Xuanchen's engagement.

She seems to have made a mistake...

***
The embroidery room of the Rong family.

Rong Xiu sat opposite Jiang Li: "Are you sure you've only sold three paintings all these years?"

Jiang Li nodded, tightening the screws on the embroidery hoop with her fingers: "Before selling, doesn't Xu Chuang always ask you for an estimate?"

Only three paintings came out of her basement; the rest she burned.

"However, I'm not so sure about some of the high-quality fakes," Jiang Li added.

Jiang Li's works have an extremely distinctive personal style, with very dark lighting and shadows, deep and oppressive colors, and a dark, cathartic feel.

Embroidery emphasizes rich and vibrant colors, and places great importance on the interplay of light and dark shades.

Jiang Li, on the other hand, does the complete opposite. Her color combinations are unconventional, yet they are strangely beautiful and lifelike.

So much so that when her first piece appeared on the market, it caused a major upheaval in the entire embroidery industry.

While being shocked, one cannot help but succumb to Jiang Li's bold and dark style, powerful visual impact, and amazing embroidery and painting skills.

Her first embroidery work, "Wolf," was instantly hailed as a masterpiece.

This marked the beginning of a new and unique style in the field of embroidery.

Countless people have tried to imitate it. This is enough to show the profound influence of Jiang Li's work in the embroidery world.

A true dark horse in the embroidery industry.

She has very few works, never signed them, and has no personal information. When the embroidery association mentions her, they use the title of her first work as her name.

wolf.

The father of contemporary dark embroidery.

Rong Xiu couldn't help but laugh and cry whenever she thought about how the people in the embroidery association thought Jiang Li was a man.

Moreover, it's likely that no one would have guessed that Jiang Li's first painting was an embroidery piece she created when she was a teenager.

Jiang Li finalized the embroidery sketch, glanced at it twice, then tore the paper into tiny pieces and threw it in the trash can.

She has a photographic memory; she can remember something after seeing it only once.

"What's the situation with the Yu family now?" Rong Xiu asked again.

Jiang Li said, "The engagement was dissolved, and I got back the shares my mother left me."

"Good, it's over." Rong Xiu sneered, "That Yu Xuanchen is not good enough for you."

A soft laugh escaped Jiang Li's lips, tinged with a hint of self-mockery.

Who does someone like her deserve?

Just then, Jiang Li's phone rang.

Jiang Zaiye's voice recording.

She put down her tools, stood up, kicked aside her chair, picked up her phone, and said to Rong Xiu in a low voice, "I'll take this call."

She put on her headphones as she walked out.

***
Jiang Li stood by the feng shui fish pond, her feet on the stones at the edge of the pond, her arms supporting her legs and knees, throwing fish food into the pond.

She wore a black dress and high heels, but her posture lacked elegance; she was domineering and arrogant.

On the other end of the phone, a child's innocent voice came through: "Mom, I have a lunch break. Do you need anything? I'll go to the supermarket to buy it."

"Whatever." Jiang Liying's smooth fingers pinched the wooden clothespins, and then added, "Buy some of everything, and stock up."

"Okay." The child replied, "Then I'll pick up Xi Shi and Diao Chan from Aunt Cheng's place this afternoon."

Jiang Li hummed in agreement.

Suddenly remembering something, she narrowed her eyes and slowly said, "Honey, where's your dad? He's been a bit troubled lately. Do you know what to do?"

When Jiang Zaiye first started boarding school, he was depressed for several days because he was schemed against by his own father.

I still hold a grudge.

When Qin Yexiao was mentioned, he smiled slightly and said in an innocent tone, "Mom, what are you saying? Baby doesn't have a dad."

Jiang Li: "..."

She probably didn't expect Jiang Zaiye to be so ruthless, and she didn't say anything for a moment.

The school bell rang on the other end of the phone, and Jiang Zaiye said obediently, "Mom, I'm going to class now. I'll cook something delicious for you when you get home tonight."

Jiang Li raised an eyebrow: "Okay."

She hung up the phone and was about to turn around and go back to her embroidery room.

A WeChat message popped up at the top of the screen; it was from Qin Yexiao.

What would you like to eat for lunch? I'll bring it to you.

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes slightly, showing considerable perseverance.

She slowly tapped on her phone as she walked back: [Not here.]

Over there, Qin Yexiao was surprised by her quick reply. He paused for a couple of seconds, then, remembering something, typed: 【At the Rong residence?】

Jiang Li said: [Hmm.]

Qin Yexiao said, "Okay, I understand."

Jiang Li: [?]

What do you know?

Qin Yexiao said: [See you at noon.]

Jiang Li: "..."

***
noon.

Jiang Zaiye is always the first one to rush out of the school gate after school.

He hooked his finger around an Ultraman-themed backpack that his homeroom teacher had given him, which he couldn't refuse, and slung it behind him.

With a plastic bag hanging from her other wrist, holding her phone, head down replying to messages, she shuffled towards the bus stop.

Before he even reached the bus stop, a screeching sound of brakes rang out beside him.

Jiang Zaiye's soft, black hair, which hung down in front of his head, was blown by the wind, revealing his fair forehead.

He turned his head and saw the familiar Brabus SUV, and his brows furrowed instantly.

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