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Chapter 431 - 430: But All I Want Is You

Chapter 431: Chapter 430: But All I Want Is You


Previously, Shen Hua would have turned away dismissively.


But times have changed, all the embroidery ladies present are her people.


Shen Hua slumped her head down, dispiritedly murmuring.


"Do the embroidery yourself, come ask me if you don’t understand anything."


Her tone was quite assertive.


Looking at her, so young, could she really be in a position to instruct them?


The embroidery ladies were skeptical. Then, Zhang Xiu handed over the half-finished peony embroidery.


"Could you... take a look at this for me?"


Shen Hua lethargically took it, glancing over it casually.


She always had high standards for embroidery. Yet, she put it diplomatically: "Do you think it looks good?"


Zhang Xiu stuttered at her question, "...It... it should be quite alright."


"I am not very familiar with Su Embroidery techniques but I’ve figured out a bit these days."


Although they didn’t know who Shen Hua was, seeing how familiar she was with Manager Sun, it seemed she had some capabilities.


Shen Hua was taken aback.


"Then you are quite confident."


"Peonies should be vivid and the color matching of embroidery should be bright."


She was very patient.


"There are single petal flowers and double-petal flowers; peonies are double-petaled."


"For displaying the front, back, side, top, and 3D effects, use scattered set stitches."


As she spoke, she took the needle and thread, fearing others wouldn’t understand, she demonstrated personally.


"Identify the center of the petal, then use even stitches for the flower’s heart, follow the layers and the technique from back to front. Remember that the rear petals must cover the outlines of the front layer."


Her stitching was fast, using a thread color one shade darker than the flower to accentuate the light, the stitches were even and dense, making the petals exquisite and vibrant.


All embroidery ladies gathered around, watching intently.


After Zhang Xiu, a bit foolishly, went back holding the embroidery, vastly benefited, a crowd of them hurried to seek advice from Shen Hua.


"Look at the lotus I embroidered, I always feel something is missing."


Shen Hua: "At the junction, the transition of shades needs blending."


"Lotus flowers, unlike peonies, normally have two embroidery techniques: one uses rolling needles for stems and scattered needles for petals; the other uses a scattered set stitch for petals and rolling needles for stems. The front petal is light, the back petal is dark."


Ningzhu stood outside, eagerly watching.


"Why every time I ask my mistress, she always..."


She paused, imitating Shen Hua’s sassy tone.


—"Is your brain empty?"


—"You still need to ask this?"


—"Page thirty-eight, go flip through it yourself."


—"Memorize it, later I’ll quiz you."


Which caused Yicui to burst into uncontrollable laughter.


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The day before the exhibition, Shen Hua intentionally went to visit Ms. Shen Chun’s grave. She followed the mountain path upwards.


Halfway, Yingwu was extremely alert.


"There’s someone on the mountain."


Shen Hua didn’t take it seriously: "How could there be someone? This whole mountain is..."


Facing Yingwu’s sincere eyes, her voice got softer and softer until it faded away.


Yingwu would definitely not speak recklessly.


The young lady’s brow furrowed deeply.


Something wasn’t right!


Last time she was here, she had seen ashes from something burnt in front of Mama’s grave.


But these days, neither the embroidery ladies nor Aunt Sun could have had time to come here.


Within Fengzhou City, who else would care about Mama?


A gentle breeze seemed to carry the sounds from that side, the intermittent crying sounds were carried over, and Shen Hua’s hand holding the lunch box suddenly tightened, her body swayed slightly, turning extremely pale.


Yingwu, sensing Shen Hua’s abnormal reaction, tensed up, ready to support her, thinking she was feeling unwell.


But Shen Hua was staring intensely at the mountain, dismissing Yingwu’s hand. She struggled to move her lips.


"Don’t follow."


"I’ll go over by myself."


Yingwu could only watch as the mistress, with disordered breathing and unsteady steps, headed upwards.


The closer the mistress walked, the more chaotic her heart became.


The closer she got, the clearer the crying sound became.


"Brother Zhi."


Shen Hua seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, the light scattered over her body, yet her fingertips trembled with cold.


"Brother Zhi."


Her voice was hoarse, coming from afar and then near, yet ethereal and insubstantial. It seemed to cling to her ear, weeping.


"I have wronged you."


"How could Daddy have foreseen that you had also boarded the carriage that day? It ended up with us being irreparably separated. Don’t blame me."


"All I can do now is burn more paper money for you, hoping you’ll be reborn into a good family in your next life."


A middle-aged man stood with his back to Shen Hua, his hands trembling as he burned the paper.


Shen Hua’s mind buzzed loudly, she stared intently, wishing she could bore a hole through him with her gaze.


"Yangyang."


Suddenly, a warm and gentle voice came from the side.


The person by the grave shuddered in alarm. Panic flashed through his eyes. He wanted to glance back at the girl behind him, but ultimately, he panicked and fled in disorder.


Shen Hua’s brows slightly furrowed, her teeth biting her lips hard. Her hands moved aimlessly, unable to hide the hatred in her eyes.


She stepped forward, picked up a dry branch, and harshly scattered the burning paper money.


The girl laid out the prepared snacks, one plate after another. She didn’t even know what to do anymore, as red rimmed her eyes unknowingly.


Shen Wei... wasn’t dead?


How dare he appear before Mama’s grave?


What right does he have to cry?


"Did I disturb Mama, didn’t I?"


Her voice trembled as she spoke.


Shen Qu approached, staring fixedly at Shen Hua, his eyes dark and unfathomable.


"Shen Wei didn’t die. Hiding here and there, it turns out he was still in Fengzhou."


He said, "I followed his trail all the way here, yet unexpectedly came across you."


"Thought that I’d still want to kill him. But knowing your timidity, how could I let you witness blood? Thus, I spared him this time."


"Go away!"


Shen Hua didn’t want to listen to anything about Shen Wei anymore.


She bit her lip hard, struggling to hold back the urge to cry.


Shen Qu looked down at her consolingly, as she wiped the tombstone on the ground.


"This is still Shen Family’s land, how could you ask me to leave?"


"Let me say a few words and then I’ll leave."


Shen Hua felt inexplicably panicked.


She heard Shen Qu say.


"I have completely severed ties with Shen He Wen, he can no longer influence me, and I no longer rely on the Chi Family. You should be satisfied."


"I don’t want to dwell on the issue of drugging. Rest assured, their anger has been fully suppressed, they won’t harm you."


Shen Hua’s fingertips turned white.


"What’s the point of saying all this nonsense to me!"


"If you have the ability, just bring out the evidence."


Resistance and disgust were apparent in the girl’s eyes, but Shen Qu seemed accustomed to it.


Isn’t he just fond of Shen Hua, who stands as straight as bamboo, unbending?


Such people, insubordinate by nature, are meant to be subdued by breaking their bones.


Knowing that Shen Hua disliked hearing this, yet he continued to say.


"I won’t interfere with your coffin shop business anymore. These days when I visit your shop, the Shopkeeper snubs me, quotes a sky-high price. To appease you, I’ve been paying for a coffin every day, without fail."


"I’ve also dismissed Manager Cheng, I will personally handle the embroidery workshop’s affairs."


Shen Hua frowned, her pretty face yet to fully reveal its complete stunning beauty and elegant charm.


She listened with great impatience.


And she didn’t trust Shen Qu’s good intentions.


"What exactly do you want to say!"


Looking up, she encountered Shen Qu’s obsessive and dark gaze.


"What else could it be."


Shen Hua stepped backward in fear, only for her wrist to be grasped by that person.


This gaze, she was all too familiar with it.


It belonged to Shen Qu’s look from her past life.


His voice sounded like a cold snake spitting out its core.


"Just nod, and the embroidery workshop is yours."


"And me, I only want you."


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