Maomao, I can hear the top-notch system

The car restarted and soon reached the coast of the inland sea.

Looking from a distance, it is a bustling place.

This is a private reception for the Song family, so naturally there will be no media waiting around.

When Song Yunyin got out of the car, he stretched out his big palm towards Jiang Sheng very naturally. That posture could be said to be extremely familiar.

Jiang Sheng handed over the cat's paw, and then gracefully took his arm.

The reception venue is on a private cruise ship on the inland sea, and you need to take a yacht to get there.

As soon as Jiang Sheng got on the yacht with Song Yunyin's help, he saw a yacht docking not far away.

In the darkness, Song Yunyin handed over a volume of calligraphy and painting.

Jiang Sheng took it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

Maomao's sense of smell was extremely sensitive, and soon she smelled the fragrance of Gao Gu's ink.

"What is this?" She raised her face curiously.

Song Yunyin chuckled, "The gift you gave grandpa is an authentic painting. I bought it for you at the auction."

Authentic?Is it an authentic drawing made by a brush hundreds of years ago when men still had long hair?

As a gust of wind blew in, Jiang Sheng twitched his nostrils and felt that the scent of ink in the air seemed to be much stronger.

She put the calligraphy and painting to the tip of her nose and smelled it.

There are special painting tubes for storing calligraphy and painting, and the smell is vague, but the smell just now was obviously much stronger, and it obviously did not come from the painting tube in your hand.

Seeing her deep in thought, Song Yunyin lowered her eyebrows gently:

"Grandpa likes calligraphy and painting. He was an old friend of Mr. Sheng who just passed away."

Jiang Sheng stared at the docked yacht opposite, thoughtfully:
"Is it Mr. Sheng, the richest overseas Chinese? Why did he settle in country y? Is it because his business is abroad?"

"Business is one of them. Mr. Sheng's lifelong wish is to use his wealth to buy as many calligraphy, painting and antiques as possible and bring them back to his hometown."

Speaking of this, Song Yunyin felt a little regretful:
"Mr. Sheng has no children, so he takes care of everyone who studies in country Y as much as possible. Because of this, he meets many white-eyed wolves with ulterior motives."

"Why do you say that?" Jiang Sheng tilted his head and met Song Yunyin's eyes.

Song Yunyin's thoughts were stretched for a moment:
"The old man's house is big and there are many treasures, which need to be taken out and maintained regularly. So some international students got clever and bought fakes from the black market, then replaced the originals and resold them. The old man couldn't guard against them. Some of them were caught and sold miserably. Please forgive me. The old man is soft-hearted and sometimes forgives, which only further fuels their arrogance..."

"What happened next?" Jiang Sheng stood on tiptoe subconsciously.

"Later..."

Song Yunyin was a little overwhelmed by the sudden approach. He adjusted his breathing and continued:

"Later, Zhuo Zhuo couldn't stand it anymore and volunteered to be the old man's housekeeper. She acted vigorously and punished a few unrepentant ones, and then she preserved the remaining authentic works. Now that the old man has passed away, Mrs. Sheng will probably turn over everything in accordance with her will. By handing over the country and the family, the old man’s wish can be considered fulfilled.”

"Oh~"

Jiang Sheng nodded thoughtfully.

While the two were talking, someone was already moving boxes from the yacht opposite.

Jiang Sheng took a step forward, sniffed carefully again, and said doubtfully:

"After Song Zhuo returned to China, who helped Mrs. Sheng pack her luggage?"

Song Yunyin thought for a while, "Chaoke's younger brother, Chaoyang."

"Chaoyang, is he reliable?"

Jiang Sheng raised his hand and counted. There were about twenty boxes. The packaging was very inconspicuous. The scent of ancient ink seemed to be wafting from there, one after another. What was in it?
Song Yunyin didn't understand the purpose of her question, but she analyzed it:
"Chaoyang grew up under Li Yuping's suppression. The aura between mother and son has always been ebbing and flowing. A strong mother is bound to raise a weak son. She concealed the truth about Chaoke's mother's suicide, which was enough. Chaoyang’s utopian guardianship, therefore, Chaoyang is generally quite innocent, otherwise Zhuo Zhuo wouldn’t trust him to hand over the position of housekeeper.”

At this moment, someone suddenly fell!
One of the boxes was thrown open and something rolled out.

Although it was wrapped in a black tarpaulin, Jiang Sheng still determined the source of the smell.

She pointed her bare hand and said seriously to Song Yunyin:

"There are original calligraphy and paintings in there, just like the ones I have."

The mist rising from the spring cold went all the way up, and soon coated Jiang Sheng's eyelashes with a light layer of moisture.

Song Yunyin lowered his head, quickly held her shoulders with his warm palms, and said with a stern expression:
"How do you know?" "I smell the fragrance of ink."

After speaking, she opened the painting tube in her hand as if to test it, took a deep breath, and then nodded firmly:
"Well, that's the smell!"

Her voice was loud, and Song Yunyin finally became alert.

He put one hand around Jiang Sheng's slender waist and brought her into his arms.

Poor cat, a pair of cat claws covered Song Yunyin's chest firmly.

Seeing him purse his lips calmly without saying a word, Jiang Sheng was a little nervous.

She stretched out the cat's paw and pushed it, and asked tentatively, "What's wrong?"

Song Yunyin lowered her head and put on the mask with the help of Jiang Sheng's shield.

The two turned and entered the room. Song Yunyin put on another peaked cap and said to the staff on the side:
"Take Miss Jiang to the cruise ship first. I still have some things to do."

Um?Go on a cruise first?Go to see Song Yunyin’s grandfather first?

How about that!
Although she looks very e-like on the surface, that’s also capitalism-e, right?Cats are actually pretty good at heart (bu shi)...

Jiang Sheng raised his eyes and looked at Song Yunyin's gloomy face.

That kind of calm and confident look really scares the cat...

However, compared to the unknown embarrassment, she still mustered up the courage, put her hands on her hips and said firmly:

"Song Yunyin, I'll be with you..."

"Don't make trouble, it's dangerous."

Song Yunyin stood up and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Jiang Sheng suddenly leaned forward and hugged Song Yunyin's arm:

"Hunting is also dangerous. If you can't come back, who will buy me a can? I am already an adult cat, I can play support..."

Have anyone in the Song family ever seen such a scene?
They just thought it was a young couple flirting, gesturing to each other while hiding their faces and laughing lightly, and then exited the room.

Song Yunyin’s face was filled with black question marks:
"...???"

Seeing Song Yunyin standing still, Jiang Sheng thought he didn't believe it, so he raised his hand and twisted his seaweed-like hair into a small ball:

"There are so many of them, they will definitely split up to cover up their actions. Without me, you wouldn't be able to trace them."

"How are you chasing after me?" Song Yunyin motioned her to look down at her feet.

A pair of ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes echoed her long camel coat.

Jiang Sheng didn't take it seriously, put his thumb and index finger to his lips, and whistled loudly.

Within half a minute, pairs of deep cat eyes emerged from the dark night.

"I told you, I am a noble Sanhua~"

After that, she flipped up her broken hair, and not long after, a wild cat jumped into the yacht in search of pheromones.

Jiang Sheng took out the calligraphy and painting, gave the cats a sniff, and then said seriously:
"You also saw the box just now. It contained something with this smell. Follow them and see where this thing was taken."

"Is it reliable?"

Seeing the cats scattering in all directions, Song Yunyin didn't seem to believe it.

"Please do it!" Jiang Sheng crossed his arms and looked proud.

The two returned to the car and were about to start the engine and follow them when they suddenly saw a big hand suddenly climb up the passenger window.

The next second, the rapid knocking sound suddenly made the cat nervous!
Jiang Sheng subconsciously hid next to Song Yunyin. Song Yunyin had quick eyes and quick hands and directly pulled her whole head into his arms.

The car window had only been lowered halfway when the other party couldn't wait to reveal his identity:

"Hello, my name is Lin Lang. This is an invitation from Young Master Tan. Please be sure to support me."

As he spoke, he handed over a card with one hand and looked into the car for an opportunity.

Um?Lin Lang?Lin Ruo's brother?