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

The living room of the Shen family villa.

Uncle Liu led four disciples of Taiqing Palace across the threshold.

The leading disciple held a wooden box wrapped in red brocade in both hands.

"Mr. Shen, Mrs. Shen, Miss Shen."

The disciple stood still and bowed in respect.

"Mr. Chen's second betrothal gift, the Seven-Star Lamp, has been safely delivered."

Shen Zhengting stepped forward.

He usually remains calm even when Mount Tai collapses before him, but at this moment his outstretched hands were trembling slightly.

He placed the wooden box on the rosewood coffee table in the center of the living room.

The disciple stepped forward and reached out to grasp a corner of the crimson brocade.

Open.

Seven beams of light shot into the sky.

Azure, crimson gold, frosty white, deep blue, bright yellow, deep purple, pure white.

Seven-colored light converged below the living room ceiling, transforming into a slowly rotating stream of light.

The European-style crystal chandelier in the entire living room instantly dimmed.

Lin Ruolan's eyes reddened.

She reached out and lightly touched the ball of light through the air, then turned to look at Shen Nianqing.

"This child is very thoughtful. The Shen family is unworthy of such a generous gift."

Shen Chongshan sat in a grand chair.

He opened his half-closed eyelids completely and stared at the lamp for a full minute.

"nice one."

The old man nodded, his voice loud and clear.

"What spirit!"

Chen Xiaoyu stood to the side and slightly behind Shen Nianqing.

She straightened her back and clasped her hands together in front of her.

Her nose tingled with a lump in her throat as she looked at the lamp and then at the shock in the eyes of the Shen family members around her.

Brother, you did it.

You really did it.

You didn't embarrass yourself.

The other side of the living room.

On a single sofa.

Shen Yingxue's face changed from red to white, and then from white to green.

She held the blue-and-white porcelain teacup, her hands trembling violently.

He stared intently at the glowing ancient bronze lamp.

Although she didn't know much about antiques, she understood the value they represented.

She saw the trending topics online during the day: two hundred million couldn't buy a single counterfeit.

The real item is now displayed on the coffee table in front of her.

She opened her mouth, uttering a half-syllable.

The old lady, Zhou Shuhua, fiddled with her Buddhist prayer beads and raised her eyelids.

"Yingxue."

Shen Yingxue froze.

"mom."

"Who was it that said last time that people in the mountains could only offer three pounds of walnuts and two free-range chickens?"

Zhou Shuhua spoke calmly, without even changing her tone of voice.

"I'm getting old and my memory isn't good. Could you help me remember?"

The entire room fell silent.

Shen Zhengting turned his head and glanced at his sister.

He didn't speak, but his eyes conveyed a strong warning.

Shen Yingxue's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

She hurriedly and heavily placed the teacup on the coffee table.

"Clang!"

She suddenly stood up.

"I...I'll go to the kitchen to see if the soup is ready."

The high heels clicked on the wooden floor, the footsteps hurried and chaotic.

Lin Ruolan watched her sister-in-law's retreating figure, then turned to look at Shen Nianqing.

The mother and daughter both smiled.

Shen Nianqing sat on the sofa.

Her right hand remained in her pocket the entire time.

There lies a piece of silk inscribed with the words "On a snowy night, the lamp will not go out."

His lips were constantly turned up in a smile.

Chen Xiaoyu took out her phone and opened the live stream.

"Family members, we won't be taking pictures of the lamps today. We're going to put them up for worship and show you some behind-the-scenes glimpses of our family receiving betrothal gifts."

Millions of people flooded into the live stream instantly.

The barrage of comments was dense.

[Host, you're finally live! I want to see the lights! I want to see them and prolong my life!]

Where's Shen Yingxue? And that aunt who talked about free-range chicken and walnuts? Come out here!

[Don't ask anymore, upstairs. They've probably already bought standing tickets and fled overnight.]

Lin Keke squeezed into the frame.

She straightened her hair and raised her chin.

"See that? That's called having a broad perspective! I, Lin Keke, have now seen the Four Sacred Artifacts of Taoism. From now on, I'll walk with my head held high!"

Chen Xiaoyu turned the camera around and captured the exquisite pastries on the coffee table, as well as Uncle Liu's beaming face.

The old lady waved.

"Xiaoyu, come and have a piece of osmanthus cake. Your brother gave you such a generous gift, so you should feel right at home here."

Chen Xiaoyu walked over, picked up a piece of pastry, put it in her mouth, and nodded repeatedly.

On the other side, in Jiangcheng CBD, on the top floor of the annex building of Shen's Group.

Shen Xingzhou's office.

The city lights shimmer outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The desk was piled high with thick files and documents.

Shen Xingzhou loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

He rubbed his temples vigorously with both hands; after working overtime for four consecutive days, his eyes were bloodshot.

The first page of the document spread out on the table had several large characters printed on it.

[Jianglan International Culture Museum and surrounding cultural district comprehensive development project.]

The total investment is 20 billion yuan.

The largest landmark project in Wuhan this year.

The organizers issued explicit regulations.

Whoever can bring their most valuable collection to next week's appreciation exhibition will have priority to obtain the development rights for the entire area.

Cultural projects prioritize cultural heritage.

The phone on the table vibrated.

Shen Xingzhou picked it up.

It was a short message.

Sender: Qi Liancheng.

"Brother Shen, our Qi family is determined to win the Jianglan project. If you can't offer something of equal value, you should withdraw sooner rather than later. After all, resources and foundations are not something that money can buy."

Shen Xingzhou slammed his phone onto the leather sofa.

"This is outrageous!"

Qilian City.

The second young master of the Qi family.

Relying on his family's status in the antique world, he has always been arrogant and condescending.

This time, they came across the river not only to seize projects, but also to establish their authority by humiliating the Shen family.

"Inherited heritage?"

Shen Xingzhou sneered.

"The Qi family made their fortune by dealing in antiques in the late Qing Dynasty. Do you think they have any real heritage to offer me?"

That being said, he knew the truth in his heart.

In the world of antiques, the physical object is king.

If you can't offer anything good, all your talk will be in vain.

The office door was pushed open forcefully.

Assistant Xiao Zhou rushed in, carrying a tablet computer. He was covered in sweat.

"Mr. Shen! We've found out! The Qi family has revealed their trump card!"

Shen Xingzhou looked up.

"What is it?"

"A gilt bronze Buddhist statue from the Tang Dynasty!"

Xiao Zhou handed over the tablet.

"With a clear provenance and having returned from overseas, this is a Sotheby's auction record from last year, with an estimated value exceeding 100 million!"

Shen Xingzhou slammed his fist on the table.

"A Tang Dynasty bronze Buddha worth over 100 million?"

Shen Xingzhou gritted his teeth.

"They really went all out. For a cultural district project, they brought out the family's most prized possession."

Xiao Zhou swallowed.

"Mr. Shen, the most expensive piece of collectible we have is that set of Qing Dynasty official kiln famille rose porcelain, which has a market value of at most 80 million. But compared to the Tang Dynasty gilt bronze Buddha... it can't compete."

It lacks the era, the level, and the impact.

Shen Xingzhou stood up and paced anxiously back and forth behind his desk.

"Famille rose porcelain? Qi Liancheng would laugh his head off if he took that gaudy stuff out there. Borrow it! Contact the Jiangcheng Collectors Association! Contact Professor Zhou Dechang! No matter the cost, we must borrow something that will impress everyone!"

Xiao Zhou stood still.

His expression became extremely subtle.

"What are you standing there for? Go on!"

Shen Xingzhou roared.

Xiao Zhou's lips twitched twice.

"Mr. Shen... actually, I know something."

Shen Xingzhou stopped and stared at him.

"It can definitely suppress the Qi family's Buddha statue."

Xiao Zhou's voice was strained.

"How heavyweight is it? Not to mention the Qi family, even people from the Palace Museum would have to admit its importance. The Tang Dynasty bronze Buddha would only be a junior in front of it."

Shen Xingzhou's eyes lit up.

He strode up to Xiao Zhou.

"What is it? Where is it? How much does it cost? I'll buy it! I'll sell everything I own to buy it!"

Xiao Zhou took half a step back.

"Mr. Shen... this might not be available."

"If we can't buy it, we'll borrow it! We'll even lend it if it's secured by shares!"

Shen Xingzhou's eyes turned red with anxiety.

Xiao Zhou took a deep breath.

He turned on his phone screen and pulled up a trending topic on Weibo with over a billion views.

Image included.

A bronze lamp that shimmers with seven-colored light.

He handed the phone to Shen Xingzhou.

"Mr. Shen, this item doesn't need to be bought or borrowed."

Shen Xingzhou was stunned.

My gaze fell on the screen.

"It's right in your home."

Shen Xingzhou stared at the picture.

The mouth opened little by little, growing wider and wider.

"My...good girl..."