Zhou Liangyun was stunned!
He never dread that the vase repaired with an egg would beco an even more precious treasure!
Hurriedly, he pointed at Jas Ye and said, "Miss Song, it was this gentleman who repaired it..."
Patricia Song glanced at Jas Ye, secretly puzzled. He was so young, yet he knew such an ancient and lost artifact restoration technique?
With a slight smile, Patricia Song politely asked, "I'm Patricia Song from the Song family. May I know your na, sir? And may I ask which master of artifact restoration you studied under?"
Standing nervously nearby, Christopher Xiao was rendered speechless upon hearing Patricia Song's na!
The Song family!
The Song family was the most prestigious family in all of Jinling! Although their power couldn't compare to the super families in Yanjing, in Jinling, they were an unrivaled giant!
He never expected to et the eldest daughter of the Song family here!
Jas Ye, however, was indifferent to Patricia Song's identity. Although the Song family was powerful, they were rely a billion-dollar family. Compared to the Ye family, with assets worth tens of trillions, the difference was astronomical.
So, he calmly said, "My na is Jas Ye, but I don't have any master."
Then, Jas Ye continued, "My father-in-law broke your Yuhuchun vase, and I repaired it. Please appraise its value to see if we still need to compensate you."
Patricia Song shook her head and smiled, "After your repair, this vase is worth far more than its original value. Technically, Jiqingtang owes you."
Jas Ye smiled faintly, "No need to be so polite. Since everything here is settled, my father-in-law and I should be going."
Patricia Song's eyes sparkled as she smiled and said, "Sir, may I know your surna and how to address you? Could you leave a contact number for future communication?"
As she spoke, Patricia Song took out her business card and handed it over, saying, "Sir, this is my business card. Please accept it."
Jas Ye nodded, accepted the card, and said calmly, "My surna is Ye, but I don't have a business card."
"That's alright," Patricia Song said. "May I have your phone number, Mr. Ye?"
Jas Ye thought that knowing more people couldn't hurt, and Patricia Song seed polite and humble, not arrogant or domineering, which he found pleasing.
So, he exchanged phone numbers with Patricia Song.
Only then did Patricia Song say, "Mr. Ye, would you like to send a car to take you both ho?"
Jas Ye waved his hand and said, "No need, I drove here."
Patricia Song nodded and said, "Then let walk you to your car."
She then escorted them to the BMW 530, watched as Jas Ye drove away, and then slowly walked back to Jiqingtang.
On the way back, Christopher Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Jas, who taught you the skill of artifact restoration?"
Jas Ye couldn't possibly say that he found a magical book, the Nine Mysterious Heavenly Scriptures, in the vase he broke. The book was too miraculous, and he still needed ti to digest its contents. Moreover, he couldn't tell anyone about it.
So, he casually said, "I learned it from an old man who swept the orphanage."
Christopher nodded and sighed, "It's a blessing. If it weren't for your skill, I might have ended up in jail..."
Then, he hurriedly warned, "By the way! Don't tell your mom or Mary about this, okay?"
Jas Ye nodded, "Got it, Dad."
Christopher finally breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his face, and said regretfully, "If I had known you had this skill, I wouldn't have run around like an idiot, got exhausted, and taken several slaps. Damn it, what bad luck!"
After saying that, he asked Jas Ye, "Can you still see the marks on my face?"
Jas Ye said, "It's still a bit red."
Christopher humd and said, "If your mom asks, just say I accidentally hit a lamppost."
...
Back ho, Jas Ye went to the market to buy groceries and cook.
He called his wife, Mary Xiao, to ask what she wanted for dinner, but she replied that she would be discussing a construction plan with Margaret Wang and that Margaret would be hosting her for dinner at the Dihao Group.
Soon after, Margaret Wang sent him a text ssage, saying, "Young Master, the young lady's project is about to start, so she might be busy for a while. Please don't mind."
Jas Ye, understanding the importance of business, replied, "Make sure the company provides good als for her. Don't let her eat boxed lunches."
Margaret Wang imdiately replied, "Don't worry, I'll arrange for the executive dining room to prepare the best dinner for the young lady."
"Good, well done."
Since his wife wouldn't be ho for dinner, Jas Ye didn't fuss much and bought so ingredients to cook a simple al for his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
After dinner, the old couple went out for square dancing, and Jas Ye stayed ho, pondering so of the mysterious contents of the Nine Mysterious Heavenly Scriptures.
Just then, he received a call from Michael Wang.
Jas Ye initially didn't want to answer. This guy had been so stubborn, even turning against him despite his good intentions, which was frustrating.
But thinking about how pitiful Michael was, Jas Ye answered the call and asked, "What's up?"
On the other end, Michael Wang was sobbing, "Jas, my good brother, I'm sorry! I wronged you!"
Hearing him cry so hard, Jas Ye felt a bit of pity and asked, "Did you find out the truth?"
Michael Wang cried, "After you told , I kept feeling sothing was wrong. So, I tracked her iPhone to a villa. When I went in to catch them, I was beaten up by the man, his driver, and his butler. Then I was taken to the hospital by an ambulance..."
He broke down and cried, "Jas, I was blind and wronged you. Please don't be mad at . You're my only good friend. If you turn against too, I'll have nothing left in Jinling..."
Jas Ye sighed and said, "I'm not mad at you. Which hospital are you in?"
"I'm at the People's Hospital," Michael Wang said. "My leg was broken with a baseball bat. The doctor said I can't get out of bed for a while. I had the painting you gave with when I went to catch them. Can you help pawn it? I've put all my money into the restaurant and have nothing left for dical bills..."
Hearing this, Jas Ye imdiately asked, "Didn't the people who hurt you pay for your dical expenses?"
"No..."
"Did you call the police?"
"I did, but it was useless. The officer said I trespassed, and they were defending themselves..."
"Outrageous!" Jas Ye was furious. "Wait there, I'm coming over!"
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