Opening an antique shop and getting rich through all the worlds

Chapter 118

“You can’t reach him either?” Her sister-in-law Tang Rou asked with distrust.

“That’s right.” Shen You’s lips curved upward, carrying a hint of pleasure.

She wasn’t some saint who repaid evil with kindness. Knowing the other party’s assets had been frozen, she could only say they deserved it.

Taking other people’s hard-earned money, what right did they have to still live in such nice houses?

She had also given this matter a little push, or they wouldn’t have found evidence of their asset transfers so quickly.

Before, she knew that when her second uncle ran away, part of his assets had been transferred to her cousin and sister-in-law, but she had been helpless, as she had been weak and alone.

Now things were different.

Zheng Mingbo’s friendly pricing was naturally because he’d helped her with a small favor.

The other party had connections in the county who could get things done, and hearing that Shen You’s hometown was there, he’d mentioned it to her early on.

“Your nephew’s school housing has been sealed!” Shen You’s sister-in-law’s voice was urgent.

“We all know you’ve made money now. Can you help us out in this emergency and lend us five hundred thousand?”

Hearing no response from Shen You, the other side continued self-righteously:

“You can’t just watch your two nephews’ studies be affected, can you? And your cousin’s car too. Your Second Uncle treated your family so well before—you can’t be so heartless.”

Well? Yes, dispensing small favors from on high, only to be satisfied after sucking her family’s blood dry.

Such a good deal—they really knew how to calculate.

“You’re talking about five hundred thousand, not fifty yuan. I don’t have it.” Shen You refused without hesitation.

The other side fell silent for a moment, still unwilling to give up.

“How could you not have money! You still have the shop. We heard that when you inherited the shop, there were antiques inside, right?!”

A few days ago, someone they knew had come to Jiang City to visit, went to the museum, and saw Shen You’s name.

She’d asked knowledgeable people—that thing was very valuable!

Now she was just asking to borrow five hundred thousand, and Shen You wouldn’t even agree to that.

“There was one piece, but I donated it.” Shen You calmly picked up her cup.

Hearing this, the people on the other end of the phone could no longer sit still. Her cousin Shen Yao’s voice came through first.

“Are you okay?! That was the Shen family’s property. You just donated it like that? You must give us an explanation.”

Shen You asked very seriously:

“Give you an explanation? Who do you think you are? The items and shop belong to me personally and have nothing to do with any of you.”

“Child, how can you talk like that? Your brother is also concerned about you. Such an expensive thing, and you just donated it—what a pity. You must have kept something, right?” Her auntie interjected.

“I wouldn’t dare keep any. With just that one piece, selling it myself would land me in prison.” Shen You paused, then changed the subject.

“Sister-in-law, Auntie, since you’re all at the antique street anyway, perfect timing—I accidentally hit someone’s car the other day.

The other party says his car is very expensive and wants me to compensate eighty thousand. I really don’t have that much money. Why don’t you have Sister-in-law return the money our family lent to Second Uncle first, and Auntie, your family can lend me some for emergency use.”

Hearing that Shen You wanted to borrow money, everyone fell silent.

“Why must you find such excuses to be aggressive? You run an antique shop—how could you not have money? People say antiques easily cost tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.”

Her sister-in-law first took the moral high ground to play the emotion card, then questioned her. Anyone who reacted slowly would be trapped by her tactics.

“I just help people restore antiques and earn some manual labor fees.”

Shen You raised her voice and used magic to fight magic, coldly demanding:

“You just don’t want to repay the money, do you? Now people are coming after me. If I’m not having a good time, you shouldn’t expect to either! Worst case, I’ll go to where Cousin and Sister-in-law work and put up banners demanding money!”

Now the other side was truly panicked.

Originally, they had already asked for directions to find out where Shen You’s shop was, but now their steps froze—they didn’t dare go over.

They were afraid Shen You would make them pay money.

After a long silence, her cousin’s tentative voice came through: “What kind of car is asking you for eighty thousand? Don’t you have insurance?”

“The other party says it’s some limited edition Lamborghini, and that eighty thousand is already being generous. If I don’t pay, they’ll make me sorry. I only bought compulsory insurance.”

As Shen You spoke, she played with the gourd she’d just bought, her expression perfectly relaxed.

“Lambo?!” The voice from the earpiece was so scared it cracked.

“The people on the phone are coming over to help you pay compensation, right?” Wen Zhi, sitting in the shop, cooperated with perfect timing.

Before Shen You could speak, her cousin frantically distanced himself:

“It’s your Second Uncle’s family who owes you money, not us. You made this mess yourself—figure it out yourself.”

After saying this, he shouted to his mother: “Good thing we didn’t go to Shen You’s place. I knew we shouldn’t have made this trip with Zou Jun and his wife.”

“What’s going on?” Shen You’s auntie asked quietly.

“Mom, do you know what kind of car Shen You hit? The cheapest ones cost several million, and limited editions cost tens of millions. Going over there now would just get us dragged into it.”

The group not only fled quickly, Shen You’s auntie also specifically sent a message to Shen You saying they had no money and for her to look elsewhere.

Her sister-in-law also hurriedly hung up the phone.

The kind person who had offered to show them the way saw this behavior and showed disgust on their face.

No wonder they said they couldn’t find where Boss Shen’s shop was. It turns out they were these kinds of relatives trying to freeload.

After hesitating, they still sent Shen You a message to explain.

“Boss Shen, those people came asking for directions, saying they were your family and weren’t familiar with the area, so I…”

Shen You quickly replied: “It’s fine. I’m the one who caused you trouble.”

This really wasn’t anyone else’s fault. Since those people couldn’t contact her but could find the antique street directly to ask about her shop, they definitely wouldn’t tell the truth.

After this group left the antique street, Shen You explained what happened in the family group chat with just the three of them.

This was to prevent her parents from worrying, thinking she’d really gotten into trouble.

“I’m going to the studio this afternoon.” Shen You put down the gourd. “Let’s keep those two hand grenades for now and talk about them when we return to Lan City.”

Wen Zhi nodded. “Just now… did you run into trouble?”

Shen You smiled and shook her head. “Not really.”

Wen Zhi’s gaze fell on the small gourds arranged on her table—they looked plump, small enough to hold in one hand.

“Aren’t these all exactly the same thing?”

Shen You saw his thick eyelashes blink, and this thoughtful expression was actually somewhat adorable.

“How are they the same!” She brought over a small bamboo basket and arranged a row of gourds in front of her, as if she was selling gourd dolls.

“These are all different varieties. This one is shaped like a chicken leg, and this one is called a money pouch. Then all symbolize wealth rolling in.”

Browsing the antique street market, if you couldn’t find bargains, buying things to play with wasn’t bad either!

Shen You picked up a new bottle gourd with a cord she’d paired herself. “Do you want to take one to play with?”

As Shen You spoke, without realizing it, the two had drawn closer.

Looking down, Wen Zhi could see the smile on her face, the bright light in her eyes. The corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up.

When he took the small gourd from Shen You’s hand, he replied: “Alright.”

In the cold autumn wind, harmonizing with the wind chimes outside the door, this voice was particularly pleasant.