The antique girlfriend of a chaebol heir

Shen Ci did not struggle.

She calmly looked directly into Jiang Duo's eyes, raised her hand, placed it on his wrist, and slowly moved his hand away.

"Jiang Duo, let's break up." Her voice was soft, but every word was clear.

"We're really not a good match."

Jiang Duo's face instantly darkened.

Shen Ci's expression was too calm, that kind of composure without a ripple sent a chill down his spine.

He pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly as if afraid she would disappear at any moment.

"Youyou, what's wrong with us?"

His muffled voice came from above her head, "I like you, I like everything about you. I admit I was wrong last time, but I was just too angry—I wanted you to celebrate my birthday with me, but you dumped me on someone else without hesitation, how could I not be angry?"

He paused, his tone softening, almost pleading: "I promise, I won't do that again without your permission. So... please don't say 'break up' again, okay?"

Shen Ci leaned against him, without moving.

When she looked up again, her gaze was still clear and earnest.

"Jiang Duo, you are outstanding, both in terms of your family background and yourself," she said, emphasizing each word. "But I feel very uncomfortable around you. The reason is ultimately—I don't like you."

She looked into his eyes and whispered, "I apologize for lying to you. Let's both be well, okay?"

Jiang Duo's arm stiffened for a moment.

The next second, he hugged her even tighter.

He cannot let go.

Without this title, it will only be harder to get close to this heartless little guy.

He couldn't, and he couldn't bear to.

But if he stayed any longer, he was afraid he would lose his composure.

Jiang Duo suddenly released her, gripping her shoulders with both hands, his knuckles turning white with force:

"Youyou, I have something to do, so I can't have lunch with you."

After saying that, he turned and left.

His pace was so fast... he was almost in a mess.

He didn't turn around, and dared not stop—afraid that if he stopped, he wouldn't even be able to keep the title of "boyfriend".

He never imagined that one day he would have to resort to shamelessness to keep someone by his side.

Yin Kuo and Xie Shuheng were standing at the corner of the corridor.

Yin Kuo pressed himself against the wall, wishing he could disappear into a crack in it, silently chanting in his heart: I didn't eavesdrop, I really didn't eavesdrop, I swear to God!

His brother, Duo, almost got dumped?!

Watching Jiang Duo leave quickly, looking somewhat disheveled, Yin Kuo stood frozen in place, too afraid to chase after him.

If Brother Duo knew he had overheard these things, he would probably destroy the evidence.

I must say, the little antique is as brave as ever!

Yin Kuo muttered something under his breath.

Xie Shuheng, standing beside him, remained remarkably calm.

His gaze passed over Yin Kuo's shoulder and quietly fell upon Shen Ci, who was still standing not far away.

Only after Jiang Duo's figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor did Xie Shuheng leisurely stroll forward.

He stopped in front of Shen Ci, leaned slightly forward, and a perfectly curved smile appeared on his lips: "Junior Shen, would it be convenient to add each other on WeChat?"

Yin Kuo, who was standing to the side, widened his eyes instantly, his mouth gaped open, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Seriously, man?!

In broad daylight, under the clear sky, you asked for his girlfriend's WeChat right after he left?

Are you trying to steal my partner?!

Yin Kuo stood there anxiously, scratching his head and muttering to himself:

Should he hurry up and inform Brother Duo?

These two are his best brothers. On one hand, there's his jerk friend who almost got dumped, and on the other hand, there's his mischievous friend who's trying to steal his girlfriend. He's really in a dilemma...

Shen Ci, who was at the center of the storm, looked at the phone handed to her with a puzzled expression.

Xie Shuheng was Jiang Duo's friend, and they had met briefly a few times.

Aside from that, she had no relationship with this senior Xie, so why would he suddenly want to add her on WeChat?

Seeing the wariness in Shen Ci's eyes, Xie Shuheng chuckled softly. The chuckle was gentle and pleasant, instantly dispelling many of her doubts.

He explained slowly, "My sister had a great chat with you last time, but unfortunately she was drunk that day and didn't have time to add you on WeChat. She's been wanting to ask you out for a while now and has mentioned it to me several times. I'll add you first and then send her my contact information, is that alright?"

Upon hearing this reason, Shen Ci had no doubts.

She had a deep impression of Xie Shuheng's younger sister; she was a very easy-going and kind girl.

"it is good."

Shen Ci nodded, took out her phone, and deftly added Xie Shuheng on WeChat.

She then nodded politely and said, "I have activities this afternoon, so I'll be leaving now."

"Okay, take care."

Xie Shuheng smiled as he watched her leave.

Watching Shen Ci's figure disappear into the distance, Yin Kuo finally breathed a long sigh of relief, his heart finally at ease.

He realized he had completely misunderstood the situation and scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly.

He always said that!

Old Xie... he wouldn't do something like that.

Xie Shuheng put his phone in his pocket, looked up in the direction Shen Ci had left, and the smile had not yet faded from his eyes.

……

Yin Kuo did not organize any more gatherings.

Young Master Jiang was almost dumped; whoever touched him would die.

He spinelessly slipped away.

Xie Shuheng returned to his residence and went straight to the study on the second floor.

He sat behind the large mahogany desk, opened WeChat, and found Shen Ci's profile picture.

She set her WeChat Moments to be visible for the past three months, but when she clicked on it, it was completely blank, with nothing displayed.

Just like her, she exudes an air of mystery that is hard to fathom.

Unlike his twin sister Xie Shuyun, who posts nine-grid photos on her WeChat Moments every day, seemingly wanting to share all the excitement in the world.

Xie Shuheng chuckled, switched to Xie Shuyun's chat window, and pushed Shen Ci's business card over.

Almost instantly, Xie Shuyun sent several large question marks:

"???"

Then came a long string of text:

"Brother, you're really efficient! I've been asking you for Youyou's WeChat for ages, why didn't you just send it to me in the next century?!"

Xie Shuheng was too lazy to listen to her nagging, so he casually tossed his phone aside and let the screen go dark.

He stood up, walked to the bookshelf, and carefully took out the ancient painting.

Only a dim desk lamp remained in the study, its light casting shadows on the yellowed drawing paper, conveying the weight of time.

Xie Shuheng's gaze fell on a corner of the scroll, his slender fingers hovering in mid-air, gently tracing the red hand-painted seal.

The seal depicts the Chinese character "悠".

"long……"

He stared at the seal, his brows furrowed, and the doubts in his heart grew heavier.

He couldn't understand why Shen Ci would draw a seal in the snuff bottle that was exactly the same as the one on the ancient painting.

What is her connection with this ancient painting?

Xie Shuheng lowered his eyes, his gaze becoming deep and unfathomable in the dim light.

If he asks, will she tell him...?