Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 423: Knife Yourself

When Wen Qing received Du Qian's call, he thought that Du Qian had some new evidence to use against Lin Zhiyi.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the call was connected, I heard his screams for help.

"Du Qian, we agreed that if you succeed, I will give you what you want. But now you haven't accomplished anything, and you've been fooled by Lin Zhiyi. I can't save you."

"You! You want to destroy the bridge after crossing it!" Du Qian was so angry that his breathing became heavy.

Wen Qing pulled the phone away and said in disgust, "Demolishing the bridge? What evidence do you have to prove that I asked you to deal with Lin Zhiyi? It's obvious that you are full of bad intentions and want to control Lin Zhiyi and her daughter. Do you want to be investigated by the police?"

Only then did Du Qian realize that he had been tricked by Wen Qing.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Wen, this won't end like this."

Wen Qing sneered contemptuously: "Just you?"

Without giving Du Qian a chance to continue speaking, Wen Qing hung up the phone.

Du Qian stared at the phone with a grim look on his face.

"Bitch! You are all bitches! I will never let you go!"

……

hotel.

Lin Zhiyi dozed off for a while when she was woken up by the phone. She calmed Xingxing down and walked out of the bedroom to answer the call.

"Ms. Lin, I delivered your goods to the hotel. Please come and check them."

"it is good."

It's the jewelry she designed.

She has been staying in a hotel recently, so she can only have the finished jewelry delivered here.

Lin Zhiyi was worried that there were reporters downstairs, so she specifically called on Liao Yi to help cover for her.

After getting the things, the two quickly returned to the room.

Liao Yi looked at the tightly packed box and asked curiously, "Let me see what treasure is inside this time?"

She has seen jewelry designed by Lin Zhiyi.

It feels beautiful and is not on the same level as the real world.

Lin Zhiyi looked at Liao Yi, smiled, and handed her a pair of gloves.

Liao Yi put on gloves and couldn't wait to open the box.

Suddenly, a painting flashed through her mind, Monet's Water Lilies.

The arcs of varying sizes look like waves in the sun, or like flower petals.

The hollowing and brushing are combined with green, blue and pink small gems to bloom layer by layer.

Lin Zhiyi put on gloves and placed the necklace in her hand to observe it carefully.

"We changed the craftsman this time, but he might be too young and lacks experience, so he is still a little bit worse."

"This... can you see it? How about putting it on for me?"

Liao Yi reached out his hand shamelessly.

Jewelry has a fatal attraction to women.

Lin Zhiyi knew she was joking and gently slapped her hand away: "This is the wedding gift that the mother ordered for her daughter from the mother and daughter who came to the B&B for vacation last time. Don't wear it. You can wear whatever you want from my store."

Although there are no expensive big stones on it, the mother's love for her daughter is unique.

After the inspection, she sent a message to the craftsman, hoping that some aspects could be improved.

The other party quickly agreed to her request.

Lin Zhiyi put the necklace back into the box.

I opened another box and found a set of five platinum necklaces inlaid with diamonds, but each necklace had an unexpected reverse shape.

Just like when an ordinary person wears a necklace to sleep for one night, there will always be a reversal.

The straight lines are clean and neat, while the reversed parts show some rebelliousness.

The customer requested that it not be too formal.

Liao Yi exclaimed directly.

"This, this, this... the diamond on the pendant? It's bigger than my eyes. Can this buy my life?"

"Well, we can both buy it together." Lin Zhiyi joked, "This is the client's own main diamond. The bodyguard will come to pick it up tomorrow morning."

"Bodyguard?" Liao Yi glanced at the corner of his mouth. "I quit my job and came here to paint on a short-term basis. I haven't finished the painting yet, but it has opened my eyes."

Lin Zhiyi didn't say anything. She smiled, took a photo and sent it to the customer, then locked it back into the password box.

This client was introduced to her by Xue Man.

In these three years, Lin Zhiyi has never given up her dream.

While she was receiving traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture to treat her hands, she continued her studies at the Hong Kong University of the Arts.

Although Gangcheng is not big, it has another name, the City of Art.

Art is about understanding, and every understanding is an improvement.

There are countless artists coming to Hong Kong every year.

More than a year ago, she plucked up the courage to send her hand-drawn design to Xueman.

Xue Man immediately replied to her message, saying that he had been waiting for her.

Lin Zhiyi's tears rolled down at that moment.

She knew that all her efforts would not be in vain.

Gradually, Xueman began to introduce clients to her, all of whom were very generous and casual customers.

After all, she still has some distance to go before she can return to the high-end jewelry market.

Liao stared at the box closing and asked, "Zhiyi, you are so powerful, why do you still stay here?"

"Do you know how many talented people there are every year? Take this year's rookie competition for example. The biggest dark horse emerged from Mr. Xue's studio, sweeping domestic and international awards and being hailed as a genius. Not to mention how many geniuses there are. Talent is important, but opportunities are equally valuable."

Lin Zhiyi has missed his most important moment.

Now all she could do was keep moving forward.

Liao nodded: "Let's all work hard. I consulted a fortune teller and he said that my painting will be a turning point in my life..."

She suddenly thought of something and paused: "Hmm? Is this a turning point? I thought I would be famous, but I almost lost my life."

Lin Zhiyi smiled and said, "There will be lobsters in the restaurant tonight."

"Not bad, my life isn't so hard anymore." Liao Yi nodded in satisfaction, and saw Lin Zhiyi taking out a few bracelets. He asked curiously, "Zhiyi, why have I never seen you design rings? I remember a young couple asked you to design an engagement ring before, why did you refuse?"

Lin Zhiyi paused while checking the bracelet and answered directly: "I've never been married, how can I design it?"

"Aren't you engaged? How can you not have a ring? Mr. Sang's engagement ring must be very big, right? So romantic! So happy!" Liao Yi fantasized.

Maybe they were both so engrossed that they didn't notice the door was open.

"It's quite big. Do you want to take a look? Feel the happiness and romance."

The man's cold voice echoed in the wound.

Liao Yi's fantasy made her feel like something was choking her neck. She immediately stood up straight: "No, no matter how big it is, it can't be bigger than the wedding ring of the Third Master? Right?"

"..."

Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes and looked at Liao Yi. Do you want to see what you are talking about? His wedding ring is on another woman's hand.

Liao Yi covered his mouth and reacted very quickly: "Haha, I mean your future wedding rings. It seems that Xingxing has woken up. I'll go see her."

She ran away with grease on her feet.

Lin Zhiyi didn't turn around to look at the person who came, and continued to pretend to casually check the things on the table.

Until the man slowly sat down beside her, slightly supporting his chin and staring at her.

"Lin Zhiyi, how many pearls are there in this bracelet? You have counted them no less than five times."

Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips and hurriedly made an excuse: "I'm cautious."

The man reached out and took the bracelet from her hand and placed a stew pot directly in front of her.

Lin Zhiyi was confused and asked, "What is this?"

"You are afraid of the cold, so I'll give you the angelica and mutton soup."

Gong Chen opened the lid, and steaming mutton soup appeared in front of Lin Zhiyi.

Lin Zhiyi was slightly startled, but did not refuse and started drinking the mutton soup.

When I raised my eyes, I just saw the wound on Gong Chen's finger.

"You did it?"

"Well, I just learned it. Is it delicious?"

Gong Chen tried to withdraw his hand, but Lin Zhiyi grabbed it.

"Have you treated your wound?"

"No, it's no problem." Gong Chen said indifferently.

"At least disinfect it. Wait a moment."

Lin Zhiyi got up and went to find her medicine box.

Gong Chen raised his hand to look at the wound, then looked at Lin Zhiyi's anxious figure, and curled his lips slightly.

Then he glanced at Chen Jin.

"Please put away your expression that wants to curse at me."

"Yes, Third Master."

How could he dare to curse? He even wanted to give a thumbs up, as he was the first person to stab his hand while chasing his wife.