The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

Chapter 015 You don't even know what your fiancé does?

The convoy of cars traveling smoothly from Jianglan Center back to the Shen family's old residence drove steadily through the night.

In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, Gu Xinglu was excited for a full ten minutes.

"Awesome! That's so awesome!"

"Did you see the face of the eldest grandson of the He family? His assistant ended up stuffing that tattered jade box under the chair. It's hilarious!"

Shen Nianqing leaned against the car window, resting her chin on her hand, watching the street scene recede outside.

"And that Zhou family, what about Pinduoduo for 3.8 yuan? When Old Master Ji shouted out 50 million, I really wanted to take out my phone and transfer 3.8 yuan to him so he could wholesale me a truckload of Taiyi Star Paper!"

Gu Xinglu danced around excitedly, mimicking the accent of Italian designer Marco.

"Oh my God! This is the lost art of Thunder Pattern Locking Needle Technique! Amazing! Your fiancé has completely humiliated these guys' usual sense of superiority!"

Shen Nianqing's lips curled up very slightly.

Gu Xingluo leaned over and grabbed Shen Nianqing's arm, her eyes shining like searchlights.

"Seriously, sister, what does your fiancé do? Those nine Taoist priests were incredibly handsome, their clothes were so stylish even top designers would be impressed, the box was made of three-thousand-year-old ebony, and the paper was a Taoist heirloom... This kind of extravagance is something even a printing press couldn't produce! He can't really be a farmer in the mountains, can he?"

"I have no idea."

Shen Nianqing turned her head, her tone very calm.

"you do not know?"

Gu Xingluo's eyes widened even more.

"You dared to marry him without even knowing what he does? Shen Nianqing, you're a PhD from MIT! The head of the Shen Group! Where's your rationality? Where's your background check? Where's your logic?"

Shen Nianqing looked at Gu Xingluo, her eyebrows curving into a beautiful arc.

"What logic do you need when it comes to dating?"

Gu Xingluo was speechless after hearing those words.

He stared at Shen Nianqing for a full five seconds, as if he were looking at an alien.

"You're insane, you're really insane."

Gu Xingluo gasped and gave a thumbs up.

"The heir to a multi-billion dollar conglomerate is actually a pure-love war god. If this gets out into the entertainment circle, all those rich young masters will have their CPUs fried."

Gu Xinglu shook her head and sat back down, still muttering to herself.

"But that's how relationships are these days—just be tough! That line today, 'I'll hold the sky up if it falls,' was killer! I even want to marry him now!"

"Um?"

Shen Nianqing's tone finally changed!

"Ahem, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was just too excited!"

Gu Xingluo quickly raised her hands, her face full of a silly grin.

Shen Nianqing turned her gaze back to the window.

She wasn't listening to what Gu Xingluo said after that at all.

From the moment I got on the bus, the last words conveyed by the disciple in the dark blue Taoist robe had been playing on repeat in my mind.

Mr. Chen said that such words should not be sent on WeChat.

Mr. Chen said, "I miss you!"

Shen Nianqing felt that the car's air conditioning might be a bit too hot, otherwise why would her ears be burning?

She took out her phone and opened WeChat.

The pinned chat window has a completely black avatar and a name consisting of only one character: Crossing.

Their chat history is extremely limited.

The last time he posted was half a month ago, when he said, "It's raining, bring an umbrella."

Shen Nianqing's fingers hovered over the keyboard, pausing for a long time.

She typed a few words, then deleted them. She typed a few more words, then deleted them again.

In the end, she only replied with four words.

【I miss you as well.】

After sending the message, she quickly locked her phone, her ears turning even redder.

……

A Toyota Alphard follows behind a Rolls-Royce.

Lin Keke was gripping Chen Xiaoyu's throat with both hands and shaking her violently.

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently! Resist and you'll be punished severely! Chen Xiaoyu, you damned liar! Are you some kind of real princess from Beijing's elite circle who's been living away from home?! Are you doing this live stream just to experience life?!"

Chen Xiaoyu was shaken so badly that she saw stars and desperately tried to pry Lin Keke's hand away.

"Let go! I'm going to throw up! I really didn't mean it! You've been to my old, run-down 60-square-meter apartment, haven't you? I haven't even had a private bathroom, what kind of life do I live here!"

Lin Keke let go, panting heavily, and pointed at Chen Xiaoyu's nose.

"So how are you going to explain this today? A box worth twenty million! Fifty million in paper! And those nine Taoist priests who are even more flamboyant than male models! Don't tell me your brother picked these up while chopping wood in the mountains!"

Chen Xiaoyu rubbed her neck, her face even more devastated than Lin Keke's.

"How would I know! My brother sends my mom three thousand yuan every month, saying the allowance isn't much and we should be careful with it. Last time he came back for Chinese New Year, the canvas shoes he was wearing were coming unglued! My mom even had to stitch them up!"

"Liberation shoes that's come unglued?"

Lin Keke was stunned.

"Yeah! He doesn't even own a smartphone; he's still using a small-screen phone!"

Chen Xiaoyu wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Have you ever seen a billionaire use something like this?"

Lin Keke's expression gradually turned horrified.

She touched her chin, her eyes becoming wary.

"Xiaoyu, I have a bold guess."

"Shut up, I don't want to hear it."

No, you must listen.

Lin Keke leaned closer and lowered her voice.

"Your brother wouldn't... be involved in some kind of transnational crime syndicate, would he? Like the one over in the park? That box was actually taken out to be washed...?"

Chen Xiaoyu rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Your family's fraudsters can actually get two national treasure-level academicians to endorse them? Are Zhou Dechang and Ji Jingshan people who can be bought off with money?"

"That...that's tomb raiding?"

Lin Keke slapped her thigh.

"A tomb raider! Isn't that right? That box is three thousand years old, the paper is a priceless heirloom, it all matches up! Your brother wasn't working in the mountains, he went searching for dragons and dividing up the gold!"

Just as Chen Xiaoyu was about to retort, her phone suddenly started vibrating wildly.

Caller ID: Mom (Wang Guifang).

Chen Xiaoyu swallowed hard and pressed the answer button.

"Chen Xiaoyu!"

Wang Guifang's roar pierced through the phone receiver and echoed throughout the Alphard's cabin.

"Did your brother rob a bank?!"

Chen Xiaoyu moved her phone a little further away.

"Mom, calm down..."

"How can I stay calm! I watched your live stream!"

"Your dad and I were buying groceries at the market when Grandpa Zhang, who sells pork next door, showed me this on his phone! A wooden box worth 20 million! A piece of paper worth 50 million! Did your brother empty the Forbidden City?!"

"Mom, we can't move the things from the Forbidden City..."

"That means he went grave robbing! I told you he must have been up to no good running away at sixteen! Call him right now and tell him to turn himself in! Try to get leniency!"

Wang Guifang's voice was already trembling with tears on the other end of the phone.

Chen Xiaoyu had a splitting headache.

"Mom! My brother didn't commit a crime! That thing... he bought it!"

"How can he afford to buy it? He's just a laborer!"

Chen Xiaoyu: "..."

Lin Keke nodded frantically beside her, mouthing: See? I told you it was stolen goods.

"Mom, this can't be explained in a few words. I'll call you back later. Please don't call the police!"

Chen Xiaoyu quickly hung up the phone and let out a long breath.

Brother, where have you been?

He dropped out of school at sixteen to work, and now he's offering a dowry of 50 million yuan?

Isn't this contrast a bit too outrageous?

Lin Keke stopped making a fuss and huddled in the corner of the seat, frantically scrolling through her phone screen.