Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 59 - 0 Disciple Young Master Yans Vip Private Room 1

Chapter 59: 059 Disciple, Young Master Yan’s Vip Private Room [1 Update]

Chapter 59: 059 Disciple, Young Master Yan’s Vip Private Room [1 Update]

The girl was exquisitely beautiful, her crescent-shaped eyes naturally upturned at the corners, yet they held no trace of mirth.

When her gaze swept over, it made one feel an unfathomable depth.

Sheng Yunyi’s pupils suddenly contracted, and initially, she couldn’t convince herself that this was Ye Wanlan.

As early as two years ago, while she was still studying in the Starman Federal Empire, she had heard from her contacts within Jiang Circle that a body double had appeared for her.

At that time, she genuinely didn’t mind, for to her, painting was of utmost importance. Others’ favor was merely a tool for her ascension, and it was only by solidifying her status within the Sheng Family that she could feel at ease.

Two years later, she returned, yet still hadn’t properly faced Ye Wanlan.

The top-tier mansions of Jiang Circle certainly weren’t somewhere people of modest backgrounds could infiltrate, and the family backgrounds of several of her assistants were stronger than Ye Wanlan’s.

But since when did she suddenly start feeling that Ye Wanlan posed a grave threat to her?

Was it when the Qin Family was blackmailed for fifty million?

Or when Fang Qingya was sent to detention?

Sheng Yunyi knew her intuition was strong, feeling for the first time an unknown panic.

“Miss Ye, what brings you here?” Sheng Yunyi managed to maintain her smile, but her gaze never left Yan Tingyue, “And who is this?”

Yan Tingyue was wearing a mask and a hat, and his attire was very plain, epitomizing the simplest rural fashion.

Sheng Yunyi was hesitant, but remained convinced that Yan Tingyue was no ordinary person.

Her smile warm, she said, “Miss Ye, won’t you introduce us? It would be too formal to keep us strangers.”

Ye Wanlan withdrew her gaze and entered the room with Yan Tingyue.

Both mentor and student had ignored Sheng Yunyi from beginning to end. Her smile froze, her expression stiffened, and palms began to sweat. She felt as if there were thorns at her back and her heart quivered.

Over the years, she had grown accustomed to a life of adulation and couldn’t bear being ignored.

Right after Zhou Hechen gave instructions to his driver and turned around, he saw Sheng Yunyi standing still, looking dazed.

“Why are you stopping here?” Zhou Hechen approached, frowning, “Did the staff here give you a hard time?”

“No, I was just curious, I just saw Miss Ye go in.” Sheng Yunyi regained her composure, smiling gently, “When did Miss Ye become interested in traditional Chinese painting? Hechen, this is a good thing. It proves she is finally aspiring to improve.”

Despite saying this, the sense of panic in her heart grew stronger.

Zhou Hechen couldn’t help but laugh, but his expression was cold, “You say, she is showing ambition?”

During the two years of the body double agreement, he disdained to let Ye Wanlan touch him, and even more, he would never have any physical contact with her. That would be disloyal to Sheng Yunyi.

However, he was well aware of Ye Wanlan’s character; whatever she did, she was only enthusiastic for a short while.

To please him, she would indeed take the initiative to learn what he liked, but unfortunately, she lacked the talent, ultimately it was nothing more than parroting.

Ambition?

It was merely because she knew he liked Sheng Yunyi, and Sheng Yunyi had a high level of painting skills. She thought by learning to paint, she could win his favor.

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It was just like before, she had asked around for his schedule and followed him here.

A clingy spirit indeed!

“Don’t say that, Hechen,” Sheng Yunyi hesitated, then spoke, “I just don’t know who exactly Miss Ye came with, and how she…”

Zhou Hechen’s eyes suddenly frosted over, “Yunyi, let’s not talk about her.”

How did she come?

Through flattery and attaching herself to someone more influential.

He didn’t want to see Ye Wanlan now when going in, as it would only upset him.

**

Inside the room.

Guided by staff, Ye Wanlan and Yan Tingyue arrived at the VIP lounge.

“Senior Yan!” The middle-aged man who had been waiting rushed forward eagerly, “We didn’t expect you to come after so many attempts to invite you, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen you, how have you been lately?”

“Fine, fine.” Yan Tingyue patted Ye Wanlan’s hand, “Xiao Jiang, let me introduce you, this is my disciple.”

The middle-aged man was exceedingly surprised, he quickly glanced at Ye Wanlan and stammered, “You…you’ve taken a disciple?”

Such a significant event, and yet the Yunjing Art Association had not heard a whisper of it?!

“Yes, the time was right.” Yan Tingyue nodded with a smile, “A few days ago, you mentioned you wanted to discuss some developments related to Kunqu opera, what’s the issue?”

“It’s quite an important matter,” the middle-aged man said cautiously, “I’m afraid it will take up quite a bit of your time.”

Yan Tingyue looked towards Ye Wanlan, “Ah Lan, will you stay with me, or…?”

“Teacher, I can just look around on my own, you go ahead with your business,” Ye Wanlan nodded slightly, “I’m more interested in looking at the paintings.”

She was considered the founder of the Yongning Painting School by later generations, but in truth, her painting style was not tied to any particular school.

“Alright, go and take a look,” Yan Tingyue said, “If you encounter any problems, make sure to contact me.”

“You can contact me as well,” the middle-aged man quickly offered his mobile number.

This was Senior Yan’s disciple, clearly no ordinary person.

He wanted to secure a connection in advance!

Ye Wanlan exchanged numbers with him, bid farewell to Yan Tingyue, and went to view the paintings in the gallery.

The exhibition wasn’t crowded with visitors; most of the guests were led into the inner rooms by staff and had gone to the lounges first.

The exhibition hall was very quiet, a convenience for Ye Wanlan’s perusal.

However, there was a discordant voice that abruptly rose, and the tone was quite cheerful.

“Student Ye? How come you’re here? What a coincidence!”

Ye Wanlan turned and raised her eyebrows in Rong Yu’s direction, “Indeed, quite the coincidence.”

She had encountered the Rong Family’s fool again.

Truth be told, every time she saw Rong Yu, she sometimes worried about the discontinuation of the Great Purity Pulse’s lineage.

“Not a coincidence at all, didn’t I just say? My brother here is very fond of Princess Yongning.” Rong Yu waved his hand, “The exhibition this time is displaying paintings from the Yongning Painting School; he would surely come.”

On the other side, Yan Tingfeng’s eyebrows curved slightly, and he smiled lightly, his smile clean and clear.

Recalling that past conversation drifted Ye Wanlan’s thoughts.

Indeed, she read the records of the Ning Dynasty’s downfall every day to remember history.

Over the course of seven days, the Six Great Sects and the Four Directions Nobility perished protecting the Shenzhou Land Continent.

On the seventh day, a million lay dead, mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

But the only record of the Highest Heaven Tower was a single line—

After the nine lords of the tower fell in battle, the Master of Highest Heaven Tower disappeared without a trace.

Admittedly, history books do not document everything, but even after three hundred years, descendants digging into the past still found not the slightest clue about the Master of Highest Heaven Tower.

What role the Master of Highest Heaven Tower played after the battle of a million armies remained an unsolved mystery.

“Right, I just happened to meet you here,” Ye Wanlan came back to her senses, taking out two sachets, “Here, one for each person.”

Yan Tingfeng reached out his hand, and Ye Wanlan placed the sachet in his palm. He gently clasped it, as if he could still feel the residual warmth from her touch.

“Su embroidery?!” Rong Yu finally saw the embroidery pattern on the sachet and nearly jumped, “When did you start doing Su embroidery?”

The interruption of Su embroidery was quite severe, to the point that it was about to be lost, and had been listed by the World Intangible Cultural Heritage Center as an endangered intangible cultural heritage project.

“A product that my company is producing,” Ye Wanlan said lightly, “We will expand production soon.”

“You’re going to expand production?” Rong Yu’s jaw nearly dropped, “You know the intangible cultural heritage artisans of Su embroidery? But I remember a few years ago…”

Ye Wanlan smiled, “Such a fine cultural heritage as Su embroidery cannot just vanish like that.”

“Indeed, Miss Ye is most sensible,” Yan Tingfeng looked down at the sachet in his hand, his eyes smiling more deeply.

Then, he slid the sachet into the inside pocket of his overcoat.

“Now that I’ve given the gifts, I’ll continue on.” Ye Wanlan nodded and headed for Exhibition Hall No. 2.

“Brother, this is incredible. Although Student Ye sometimes speaks nonsense, her ability to take action is really strong,” Rong Yu exclaimed in amazement, “Maybe one day, Su embroidery can be sold on a large scale across the country and regain its former glory.”

Yan Tingfeng said nothing, just gave him a glance.

“Unacceptable! I absolutely do not agree!” Rong Yu immediately hid his own sachet behind him, “I am Student Ye’s psychological counselor; this is something she gave to me. How can you try to snatch even this?”

He had always said that excessive possessiveness was a disease that needed treatment!

“Do you lack Su embroidery?”

“I don’t lack it, but I lack the sentiment!”

“Hm,” Yan Tingfeng’s light voice floated, “I lack only this sentiment too.”

“That sentiment and this sentiment are not the same though,” Rong Yu argued laboriously, “She gave it to you because you helped her, and you are her patient, but she gave it to me because I am her doctor.”

Yan Tingfeng looked thoughtful, “I’ll trade you the Divining Jade Bone for it.”

Rong Yu: “… Give it here.”

Indeed, although the Su embroidery was very precious, the Divining Jade Bone was an antique, priceless and impossible to buy.

He had long coveted it, but no matter what, Yan Tingfeng wouldn’t give it to him. Had he really succeeded in trading a sachet for it this time?

Rong Yu still felt like he was dreaming.

Yan Tingfeng collected the second sachet at a leisurely pace before continuing on his way.

**

An hour later, Ye Wanlan finished viewing the paintings in three exhibition halls.

The People of Shenzhou do not die, so the legacy continues, as does traditional Chinese painting.

“Miss Ye?” A voice called from behind her.

Ye Wanlan turned around dispassionately.

“Miss Ye, there will be an auction here shortly, so everyone else has already gone up. Why are you still here?” Sheng Yunyi was surprised, “Don’t have a box to go to? How about you come with me? You and Hechen are also quite familiar, so it won’t be awkward to chat.”

Zhou Hechen stood at the doorway of a box, silent, simply looking down at Ye Wanlan from his elevated position.

“I don’t know him, and I haven’t seen him before,” Ye Wanlan said coolly, “Don’t block the way.”

“Miss Ye, if you don’t come in, what will you do if you’re asked to leave later?” Sheng Yunyi advised earnestly, “The auction is starting soon, and you can’t view the exhibits anymore. Better come in.”

Zhou Hechen looked coldly on: “Yunyi, no need to say more to her. Have her leave the premises—”

“Why isn’t Miss Ye coming up? The tea is already prepared; if it cools down, it won’t taste as good.”

A voice interrupted Zhou Hechen’s words.

That was the one and only VIP box on the second floor.