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Qin Wanshu neatly tied Han Shibin's tie. Han Shibin liked Qin Wanshu the most at this moment. She looked like a caring wife, and her beautiful face showed a serious expression. Although Han Shibin knew that Qin Wanshu was always serious in whatever she did, apart from that, Qin Wanshu was almost a perfect woman.
"Let's have dinner together tonight. I've already made a reservation at the restaurant..." Han Shibin looked at Qin Wanshu's flawless face, feeling a bit dazzled. No matter how many times he looked at her, he still felt the same as when he first saw Qin Wanshu, like he was meeting a goddess.
"Tonight, I have to attend a charity auction with my grandfather. He really likes that blue and white porcelain vase," Qin Wanshu said with a hint of regret.
"It's okay, accompanying grandfather is more important," Han Shibin said. He wouldn't dare to compete with Qin Zheng for his granddaughter. Qin Wanshu was the apple of Qin Zheng's eye, and even those sons and grandchildren combined couldn't match a tenth of the love and doting Qin Wanshu received. The Qin family was different from ordinary wealthy families; their ancestors had served as high-ranking officials in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and generation after generation, the descendants had achieved remarkable success. In Qin Zheng's generation, they reached their peak with both officials and wealthy merchants in the family. With the accumulation of power and wealth, their refined upbringing and demeanor turned them into the aristocrats of the present. Qin Zheng had a particular love for calligraphy, paintings, and antiques, and he possessed a keen appreciation for art. Qin Wanshu grew up under the influence of Qin Zheng's knowledge and taste, showing great promise and talent in these areas.
The Han's family background is also quite deep; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to marry Qin Wanshu. However, compared to the long-established heritage of the Qin family, the Han family lacked that kind of profound foundation. Nevertheless, the Han family had an air of nouveau riche about them, and Han Shibin, being the only son, was handsome, talented, and considered a rare genius. Yet, he didn't display the arrogance typical of many wealthy second-generation individuals.
Qin Wanshu looked at her husband, who cared for her deeply. As long as she was at home, he would always be punctual in returning. Even when attending social events, he never carried the smell of alcohol or other women's perfume; he always appeared before her in his freshest state. To be honest, Han Shibin was truly impeccable. However, Qin Wanshu always felt that something was missing.
Qin Wanshu linked her arm with Qin Zheng's as they appeared at the auction. Her hair was elegantly tied up, and her delicate makeup enhanced her facial features, making her look even more refined. The well-tailored evening gown exuded an aura of grace and luxury, making her truly embody the essence of nobility. Despite being eighty-five years old, Qin Zheng looked spirited and dignified, capturing the attention of everyone as soon as the grandfather and granddaughter entered the room.
Everyone knew that whenever Mr. Qin appeared at an antique auction, Miss Qin would undoubtedly be by his side. Despite being married to the Han family for five years, she was still referred to as Miss Qin rather than Mrs. Han, which reflected how highly regarded Qin Wanshu is in the Qin family.
Qin Zheng didn't attend every auction, but when he did, he meant business. Everyone was cautious of the Qin family's influence and didn't dare to compete with Mr. Qin for his favored items. Even if no one dared to compete, Mr. Qin's bids were still substantial, indicating his generous nature when it came to acquiring items he liked.
Qin Wanshu carefully examined the blue and white porcelain, and then she had a rough estimate in her mind. She wrote down a number in a notebook and handed it to Qin Zheng. Qin Zheng looked at the number written by Qin Wanshu and nodded in satisfaction. With her grandfather's approval, Qin Wanshu raised the bidding paddle and placed the bid for the blue and white porcelain. Clearly, Qin Wanshu's role was to assess the value of the item and provide a reasonable price.
Mr. Qin had a peculiar quirk. When he believed something was valuable, he would never allow it to be sold cheaply. He had a reasonable price in mind and hoped that someone would recognize its worth. For decades, finding someone who understood him and shared the same appreciation was difficult and lonely. Now, finally, his granddaughter had reached his level of appreciation and understanding and even showed great potential in the future. How could he not treasure such a granddaughter?
Returning to the ancestral mansion of the Qin family, Qin Zheng led his granddaughter into the study. Almost everything in the study was an antique, ranging from a pile of large and brilliantly polished vases to the inkstone on the desk, all of which were valuable antiques.
Qin Zheng carefully touched the recently acquired blue and white porcelain and became more satisfied with it as he examined it closely. The glaze and craftsmanship of the porcelain were both exquisite.
"This was made during the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty. Xuande wares are characterized by a thicker and heavier body, closely packed patterns, and a slightly bluish glaze on the base. Many of these wares bear four or six-character reign marks, and there's a saying that goes, 'Xuande wares cover the entire body.' In general, Xuande blue and white porcelain is abundant in quantity, diverse in variety, and has a wide influence, hence the saying 'Xuande leads in blue and white porcelain.' " Although her grandfather couldn't stump her with this knowledge years ago, he still enjoyed testing her.
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Qin Zheng enjoyed testing Qin Wanshu, as he knew that wealth and prosperity could be easily acquired, but it takes many generations to cultivate a child with such depth of knowledge and wisdom.
While Qin Wanshu stayed with the Qin family, Han Shibin naturally went to see Zuo Qinghuan.
After everything was done, Zuo Qinghuan looked at the now sleeping Han Shibin. Her gaze slid over his handsome face, and Han Shibin possessed all the qualities of a male lead in a romance novel - handsome, charming, and wealthy. Zuo Qinghuan did indeed like Han Shibin, as among all the men she had encountered, there was no one more outstanding than him. However, her liking was limited to that, just like liking a beautiful and well-fitting piece of clothing - it's nice to have, but if not, it's also fine.
For Han Shibin, she might be nothing more than a useful tool, and for her, Han Shibin was no different. Zuo Qinghuan's lips curved up into a mocking smile, and her once benevolent countenance now appeared cold and indifferent. This was the real Zuo Qinghuan hidden beneath her deceiving appearance.
Zuo Qinghuan felt that her mentality was probably getting more twisted. When she was indulging with that man just now, her mind unexpectedly recalled Qin Wanshu, whom she had met a few days ago. Qin Wanshu was a woman with delicate and incredibly gentle features, a woman who didn't fit into her world at all. Surprisingly, her body felt more excited than usual when thinking about that woman.
Zuo Qinghuan had never realized that she had such a perverted potential. Why did she think about whether Qin Wanshu could enjoy the same pleasure when doing that thing? Why could Qin Wanshu capture Han Shibin's heart, but not his body?
Zuo Qinghuan has no clear concept of gender. Throughout her life, no woman has ever attracted her, not even someone as enchanting as Li Xin. As for men, she has only been interested in Han Shibin so far, mainly because he is outstanding and wealthy, and her liking for him is based on his various added values. However, at this moment, Zuo Qinghuan is developing a strong interest in the woman who shares the same man with her.
In the corner of Qin Zheng's study, there hangs a painting of a lady. Qin Wanshu looks at the woman in the painting and suddenly recalls the woman who mistakenly hugged her in the mall a few days ago. The woman in the painting and the one from the mall don't really resemble each other, but they share the same type - elegant and pure, like celestial fairies. Perhaps every man secretly harbors a vision of a celestial elder sister, and her grandfather is no exception.
"Grandpa, when was this painting made?" Qin Wanshu had seen this painting since she was a child, but only now did she ask her grandfather about it, recognizing that it was his work.
"Grandpa dreamt of this woman once when I was young, and I painted her based on the memory of that dream. Perhaps she was a woman I encountered in a previous life," Qin Zheng said with a smile as he gazed at the painting of the lady. He had also been young and frivolous once.
Qin Wanshu also smiled lightly.
Early in the morning, Han Shibin got up and first took a shower. Then he changed into a new suit, ensuring that there would be no scent of Zuo Qinghuan on him. This was not only out of caution but also out of respect for Qin Wanshu. After he finished getting ready, he drove to the Qin's house to pick up Qin Wanshu.
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