The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 769 - 768. Who sent the flowers?

"What about mine? What are you planning to bribe me with?"

Tang Shu stretched out a fair, delicate hand, brimming with playful intent.

Ye Xiaohui blushed again as she met Tang Shu’s meaningful gaze. This girl was far too clever, not nearly as easy to coax as Ran Bao.

She rummaged through her backpack, and when her hand emerged, it held a square block of pristine white jade.

"This is..."

The moment Tang Shu saw the object, she froze.

As the Young Sect Master of the Tang Sect, she was quite familiar with the varieties and textures of jade. At first glance, she recognized this as a block of high-quality sugar white jade, dense and finely textured, extremely tough, crystal clear, and elegantly translucent.

Ye Xiaohui smiled and generously placed the jade block into Tang Shu’s hand.

"It’s for you. I noticed during the last competition that you tend to sign your work with your usual handwriting. You must not have prepared a seal for yourself, so this is for carving your own seal."

Scholars have always pursued elegance, and anybody with a certain status in the literary world would prepare adequate accessories for themselves. Above all, a seal is an unspoken rule in the industry, with at least one in each person’s possession.

But curiously, she had never seen Tang Shu use one, nor had she seen any in the study room of the Palm Pavilion, which was quite strange.

In fact, when she first noticed this, she planned to give Tang Shu a seal as a thank you for the advice on painting and calligraphy. However, she had not been able to choose a suitable one until now.

"I went to Antique Street this morning and saw this piece of sugar white jade. It seemed to suit you. What do you think? Does it meet your standards?"

Tang Shu touched the jade block in her hand, its texture warm and smooth. She knew such a block of jade was quite a sum in the current market. She met Ye Xiaohui’s expectant eyes and smiled immediately.

"Of course, Xiao Ye Zi’s taste is impeccable. However, this block of jade is large enough to carve two seals. Would you like one?"

"Sure, I’ve actually been thinking about getting a new one recently. I know a master craftsman with great skill. Let’s get them done together then!"

"No need, I’ll do it. Just don’t look down on it when it’s finished."

"What? You can make one?"

"I can."

Tang Shu put the jade block away and gave her an affirmative look.

At the Tang Sect, as the Young Master, she had quite a few seals. To better manage communications, each seal had a unique mark known only to her subordinates and almost no outsiders. She had made those seals herself.

A small carving was no big deal to her.

Ye Xiaohui was stunned for a moment and looked at Tang Shu with newfound admiration.

Goodness, where did this genius come from? Good at studying, good at medicine, good at painting and calligraphy, and now it seems even seal carving is no challenge? How has she managed to master such a rare and nearly obscure art?

A rich girl from the capital, brought up by her family, couldn’t boast such a wide range of skills!

***

Palm Pavilion, the Jing Family.

When Jing Yu brought home a bouquet of blooming red roses for the nth time, Ms. Xie finally noticed the unusual smile on her son’s face.

"Son, is it really you who’s been bringing these roses home?"

Xie Wuxia, who spent most of her time fluttering about outside, seldom came home. But recently, she noticed something new: a vase filled with red roses in the living room.

"I realized there was something extra in the house the last time I returned. I thought Aunt Lin had bought them to adorn the place..."

Turns out she had thought too much... no, too little!

Jing Yu met Xie Wuxia’s curious and probing eyes, nodded, and his lips curved involuntarily into a smile. His usually stern face softened, adding a hint of warmth to his handsome features.

"Hiss— So it was actually you who brought them?!"

Unbelievable!

She would rather believe that red rain could fall from the sky than accept that Jing Yu had brought home bunches of roses, blooming so brilliantly!

"I brought them. Didn’t Mom like flowers before?"

"Is this about whether I like them or not? I have your father to buy them for me."

Who doesn’t like roses? She had received so many when she was young, but in the past twenty-plus years, she had never received flowers from her son.

So, these flowers definitely weren’t for her!

She almost got tricked by that kid.

"Where did these flowers come from? Don’t tell me you intended to give them to someone but ended up not doing so?"

Jing Yu immediately felt a headache coming on, "Mom, do you really think your son is that disliked? These were given to me by someone else."

"Pfft—someone else gave them to you?!"

Ms. Xie was astonished; this revelation was even harder to believe than her original guess!

"Red roses are generally given by men to women. You received someone else’s roses, could it be that a man gave them to you?"

If you mentioned that Xie Wuxia had once doubted her son’s sexual orientation, indeed, there had been such a time. He hadn’t so much as held a girl’s hand in his twenty-plus years of being single. But since he met the girl from the Tang family next door, she had discarded that thought.

But what was going on now?

It surely couldn’t be the Tang family’s young lady who sent them!

Xie Wuxia stared intently at Jing Yu, her gaze quite peculiar.

The latter’s face darkened even more upon hearing this, and the good mood from having received the flowers almost vanished. He pinched the center of his furrowed brow, feeling utterly helpless.

"...Your son is perfectly normal, so stop thinking about all that mess."

"So what exactly is going on? Out with it! Who did you get this reticent nature from?"

He wasn’t like her, and he wasn’t like his dad either.

As the mother-son standoff continued, Aunt Lin came out of the kitchen, and upon seeing the red roses in Jing Yu’s hands, she smiled and took the initiative to fetch the living room’s vase.

"Young Master brought flowers home again? I’ll clean out the vase right away; it’ll be ready in a moment."

"Mhm, thank you, Aunt Lin."

Jing Yu sat on the sofa, his long fingers carefully unwrapping the flowers, gingerly taking out each fiery red rose. Ms. Xie was dumbfounded by his meticulous care.

Good grief, he didn’t even work this diligently at his job!

She watched, chin in hand, as several well-placed roses filled the vase, her narrowing eyes gaining a bright sparkle.

"Son, these couldn’t really be from Xiao Shu, could they?"

"..."

Jing Yu didn’t answer, but his expression became slightly unnatural under his mother’s increasingly scrutinizing gaze.

This scene confirmed Ms. Xie’s guess even more.

It really was!

What on earth was this all about? She was somewhat lost.

"Cough cough, son, in matters of love between men and women, it’s important to take the initiative."

So, if you like someone, go after them! How can you let the girl be the one to send flowers? This logic is all backward, you know!

In that moment, Ms. Xie felt as if the sky had fallen.

What could she do if her own son didn’t even know how to pursue a girl? Urgently waiting online for advice!