Sweet Wife in My Arms

"Lu Yi, look at these." Lu Jin pointed at the calligraphy paintings hanging on the wall.

"Were these expensive when Huanhuan bought them?"

He asked Lu Yi. He did not have much feelings for money, just that this really scared him.

"Huanhuan said they weren't expensive." Lu Yi recalled that Yan Huan had told him about the origins of those paintings, "They were sold at a cheap price by the nephew of Old Mister Shen, hundreds of yuan each. He sold at more or less 10,000 yuan for these 32 pieces in total. "

Lu Jin's eyes twitched.

"Do you have any idea how much Old Mister Shen's works are worth now?"

Lu Yi shook his head. He was not interested in these so he did not know. Nevertheless, Yan Huan once said that Old Mister Shen's paintings were collected not long after he died, and the price was extraordinarily high. He did not check out how many paintings were actually sold, though.

If Lu Jin could live to this moment in the last life, he would give up everything to buy the paintings, regardless how expensive they would be, but sadly he had died in an earthquake.

Lu Yi did not go through all those so he could only imagine. But what was behind his imagination was a truth he could not bear.

"Haha..." Lu Jin laughed in an absolute cocky manner, pointing at the paintings on the wall.

"Old Shen just won the highest achievement in the art field. It was the highest honor, and one of his paintings had been bought at a high price by a local businessman. He didn't have many paintings; he had a weird personality and would destroy a finished painting whenever he felt that it wasn't perfect. There weren't many paintings circulating in the world, at most around 40 pieces that he was satisfied with. Now everyone is going nuts searching for his remaining 40 over works. Old Mister Shen sent five of them to the national art department and only had three of them with him, as for the remaining 30 over pieces, they disappeared without a trace."

"But, look," Lu Jin looked around his study room again, "Who would have thought that the paintings Old Mister Shen were most satisfied with are here at my place?"

"These are now priceless, you can't buy it even if you wanted to."

Lu Yi did not know much about this at all. Lu Jin liked them but Lu Yi thought they were ordinary. Unlike Lu Jin, Lu Yi would not put in effort to seek famous artwork by his favorite artist nor would he buy it at any price, not to mention if it would cost him his entire fortune.

Lu Yi just wouldn't do it.

"Isn't grandfather looking for these as well?" Lu Yi reminded Lu Jin. If the old master wanted it, how could he not give them to him?

"Grandfather said he didn't want them." Lu Jin did not want to give away even one piece. These were his precious collections. He did not have any hobbies except for collecting famous artworks, largely because of the heavy influence of his ancestors. Of course, Old Master Lu was the same.

Everything could be negotiated between father and son, but only on this, he was stingy.

Lu Yi shut the study room door. Wasn't he just trying to show off his gallery of artwork? Now that this was the situation, when Old Mister Shen dies, the price of these works will be inestimable. Will Lu Jin be guarding his paintings restlessly at day and sleeplessly at night?

Ye Shuyun was watching television outside. She watched mostly films that casted Yan Huan and loved watching them since a long time ago, but the actress had limited energy and time so it was not possible for her to appear on the screen everyday. Yan Huan had lesser works in the past two years as she had arranged an empty schedule for a year, but her popularity only soared without declining.

Especially in the film When The Song Ends directed by Yan Hua who casted her, her acting skills surprised everyone. Ye Shuyun found it enjoyable but she thought that Yan Huan's parts were too less, and she was not comfortable with that.

To her, that Su Muran should give Yan Huan her parts.

Her Huanhuan played her role well, whether it was her expression or her eyes, they were perfect.

As for Su Muran, anyone with eyes would be able to see.

Of course, Ye Shuyun could only give her a sarcastic laugh.

Anyhow, Su Muran's dance was odd to her. She thought it was peculiar, but she could not point out what was wrong if she was asked to do so. It's just a feeling, yep, the feeling, the feeling isn't right.

"Lu Yi, see, Su Muran doesn't have much skills in acting, but this time her scenes are quite good," she spoke the truth without any prejudice. Good was good and bad was bad. There was nothing to lie about, she was not a hypocrite who would lie to herself and others.

"The dance is great." Ye Shuyun rewatched it. She had rewatched it many times and thought that this episode was filmed the best. It had the most views online and the highest reputation with the comments all praises.

"Yeah, it's not bad." Lu Yi sat down and flashed his eyes to the television, but he seemed to see something else via the television. The actress was indeed a dancer since young, and she had a solid foundation.

"The dance is similar to your aunt's." Ye Shuyun sighed, "Your aunt was a gifted dancer back then, even international dancers were in favor of her. They said the proportion of her limbs was great and she was very flexible. I remember that she was always the champion in the dance competition in school. If she was still here, she might have become a famous international dancer."

"Do you still remember your aunt?" Ye Shuyun tapped on her son's shoulder and asked.

"You grew up in your aunt's arms back then, and insisted on calling her 'sister'. Your aunt said if she were to give birth to a daughter, she'd marry her to you. You agreed with seriousness and said you would definitely marry the little sister aunt gave birth to, because she would be as beautiful as your aunt. "

Lu Yi shook his head. He really did not have many memories because he was too young. As he grew up, he forgot even more. He only remembered faintly that he had an aunt who treated him very well. She loved to buy socks for him, and most of them were white. She even washed his socks for him. He did not have an impression of this aunt because she went missing when he was four. Grandmother wept everyday because of her disappearance, nearly went blind as she cried too much, and died unhappily. Grandfather did not mention anything about aunt at all, even now it was still a taboo to mention aunt Ye Rongrong.

He could not remember his aunt, let alone Ye Xinzong. When aunt went missing, Ye Xinyu was not even born yet.