Sharing Dreams with My Bestie’s Cousin
Chapter 159 - 159 Sour enough

Chapter 159: Sour enough Chapter 159: Sour enough The moment Wen Zhi saw the White Jade Hairpin, her mind was suddenly filled with the night at Old Tan’s house, where Shang Hexing had said to her—

“In half a month, Christie’s will hold an auction in Bai City. I’ve heard there’s a White Jade Hairpin among the items to be auctioned, so I’ve instructed someone to bid for it and give it to you.”

At the time he said this, she didn’t take it too seriously.

However, his attitude was undeniable, and Wen Zhi didn’t want to outright reject his kindness in his face, thinking it was just something he said casually.

And now, he had actually brought the White Jade Hairpin to her!

“Do you like it?”

Shang Hexing asked her.

“I do.”

Wen Zhi naturally didn’t feign modesty to return it to him and then enact a scene where she insisted on giving it to her; she accepted it gracefully and was filled with joy.

Shang Hexing tapped his chin lightly, “Try it on.”

Wen Zhi mumbled, “I’m wearing a cheongsam, it’s not convenient for me to lift my arm too high.”

Her hint, which could also be considered fairly direct, was very useful to Shang Hexing. He took the White Jade Hairpin out of its box, smiled, and tilted his head to gesture to her, “Come.”

Wen Zhi complied, turned sideways, and left the back of her head to him.

Shang Hexing had a good sense of aesthetics and knew exactly where to place it. After successfully pinning it, he said, “Indeed, it’s not about suitability; it’s only the more expensive things that are worthy of you.”

Wen Zhi turned around, “You’ve said that before.”

Shang Hexing complimented her, “You have a good memory.”

Wen Zhi’s smile rippled, “Because it was you who said it, I remember all of it.”

Shang Hexing’s mood became very bright, amused by her, and his fondness for her grew even more.

The White Jade Hairpin was transparent and beautiful, but Wen Zhi was tactful enough not to inquire about its value from Shang Hexing.

Because she knew clearly that it must be worth millions.

It wouldn’t be right for her to press him on the price.

As for the other, larger box that was a birthday gift for Old Zhou, Wen Zhi wasn’t curious initially, but Shang Hexing let her have a peek and said, “Take a look.”

Wen Zhi glanced inside and could only tell that it was a very fine purple clay teapot, but she couldn’t discern from which year, or which master craftsman’s hand it came from—forgive her limited knowledge.

Shang Hexing told her, “It’s a ‘Han Ting Shi Piao’ purple clay teapot from the 37th year of the Republic of China.”

Mentioning the 37th year of the Republic of China, Wen Zhi thought of someone, “Gu Jingzhou?”

Shang Hexing nodded, “Mhm.”

Knowing the name of the master, Wen Zhi could roughly estimate the value of the purple clay teapot, which indeed was astonishing.

However, Wen Zhi was puzzled as to why Shang Hexing was so wealthy?

His fortune seemed utterly beyond her imagination.

But still, she tactfully didn’t ask.

The car arrived at the Zhou Family’s home.

Before getting out, Shang Hexing handed Wen Zhi a light shawl he had prepared in advance, “Put this on.”

Wen Zhi pushed it away, “The dress is one you picked.”

Shang Hexing gave a bitter smile, “My mistake.”

He had only thought about how the cheongsam paired with the freshly acquired White Jade Hairpin, neglecting how crowded it would be today; especially remembering how jealous he was that night at Old Tan’s house.

After getting out of the car, Wen Zhi took the initiative to hook her arm through Shang Hexing’s as they walked inside.

The security guard, upon seeing Shang Hexing, stepped aside without hesitation.

The Zhou Family’s residence was beneath the city gate of Bai City, a quadrangle courtyard. Walking inward, one had to pass through a round archway and a covered walkway, which opened up the view and also allowed one to see the courtyard under the skylight.

Wen Zhi, with a great deal of poise, followed by Shang Hexing’s side. This journey inward attracted many speculative glances, but because of the man beside her, those looks dared not linger on her for long.

Today, Wen Zhi’s intention was to meet Chong Wanyin, but she hadn’t expected that the first person she would encounter was actually Xie Weiyue.