allonlinenovel Chapter 915 Museum Incident
Chapter 915 Museum Incident
The morning sun gently penetrated the thin clouds and fell on the streets and alleys of the city, giving this prosperous city a golden edge. Jiang Ciyou sat in the dining room of the Lu family mansion. The English breakfast in front of her was exquisitely arranged, and the silver cutlery shone coldly in the morning light. She was wearing a slim-fitting Armani suit, which made her figure more upright. Her makeup was delicate and elegant, but only her slightly furrowed brows revealed her inner tension. At this moment, she was concentrating on flipping through the cross-border merger and acquisition case materials on the tablet in her hand. Her slender fingers quickly slid across the screen, stopping from time to time to mark the key points.
Lu Jingchen sat at the other end of the dining table, wearing a dark blue custom suit, and the Patek Philippe limited edition watch exposed from his shirt cuffs reflected a fine light. He held a financial newspaper in one hand and leisurely peeled a boiled egg for his daughter Lu Xingyao with the other hand, his eyes occasionally glanced at his focused wife, his eyes full of doting and tenderness.
"Mom, I'm going to the museum today, so be good." Lu Xingyao blinked her big eyes that were as moist as black grapes, her voice was soft and sweet, and her face was rosy, like a ripe apple in spring. She was wearing a light blue dress with white daisies embroidered on the hem, a pink schoolbag on her back, and a crystal hairpin hand-picked by Jiang Ciyou on her head. She looked like a little princess from a fairy tale.
Jiang Ciyou put down the tablet in his hand upon hearing this, and a gentle smile instantly blossomed on his face. He stood up and walked to his daughter, squatted down to look at her, gently tidied up her messy hair, and said softly: "Our Xingxing is the best. When you go to the museum, you must listen to the teacher, learn more knowledge, and tell your mother about it when you come back, okay?"
Lu Xingyao nodded vigorously, stretched out her little finger and made a pinky promise with her mother: "It's a deal, Mom!" Then, under the gaze of Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen, she skipped and followed the nanny out and got into the car.
Jiang Ciyou looked at the direction her daughter left, lost in thought for a moment before returning to the dining table and continuing to work. However, she did not expect that a small storm would break this seemingly peaceful day.
At 10 a.m., Jiang Ciyou was holding a video conference with her partners. The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, and representatives from all parties were exchanging sharp words. She was focused and determined, and responded to every question calmly, clearly explaining the advantages and plans of the Lu Group, and the pen in her hand kept recording the key points in the notebook. At this moment, her mobile phone suddenly vibrated rapidly, and the screen showed that it was a call from her daughter's school teacher. Her heart tightened, and an ominous premonition came to her mind. After apologizing to everyone, she quickly answered the phone.
"Is this Lu Xingyao's mother? I'm sorry to bother you. Xingyao accidentally broke a Ming Dynasty vase in the museum. We are dealing with it. Do you think you can spare some time to come over?" The teacher's voice was filled with anxiety and apology.
Jiang Ciyou's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, her knuckles turned white, and her heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and said in a cold but polite voice: "I know, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, she quickly ended the meeting and stood up to organize the documents with a bit of urgency. Lu Jingchen noticed that his wife was acting strange, walked quickly to her side, and asked with concern: "What's wrong, Ciyou?"
Jiang Ciyou briefly explained the situation, with a hint of self-blame and regret in his eyes: "It's all my fault. I should have gone with her today."
Lu Jingchen gently held her hand and gave her strength: "Don't panic, let's go and see together."
The two hurried downstairs, and the driver was already waiting at the door. Along the way, Jiang Ciyou looked at the street scene passing by quickly outside the car window, and her thoughts drifted back to the past. She remembered that when she was fifteen years old, she was just as reckless and ignorant. At that time, she accidentally broke the jade bracelet that her stepmother treasured. The scolding of her stepmother seemed to still echo in her ears. The feeling of fear and helplessness is still unforgettable. And now, her daughter is in trouble, and she is full of anxiety and heartache.
Inside the museum, the atmosphere was as solemn as the calm before a storm. Lu Xingyao stood in the corner of the exhibition area, her face pale, her eyes red, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. Next to her was the Ming Dynasty vase that had been broken into several pieces. The originally exquisite blue and white pattern was now in pieces, as if silently telling the story of the accident. The teachers and museum staff gathered around, looking solemn, and whispered about solutions.
Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen walked in quickly. Jiang Ciyou saw her daughter's pitiful appearance at a glance, and her heart ached as if being stabbed by thousands of needles. She walked a few steps to her daughter, squatted down, gently embraced Lu Xingyao in her arms, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Xingxing, mom is here."
When Lu Xingyao heard her mother's voice, she couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears. Her little body trembled in her mother's arms: "Mom, I didn't mean to do that. I just wanted to see..."
Jiang Ciyou gently patted her daughter's back and soothed her emotions: "Mom knows that Xingxing didn't mean it. It's okay."
Lu Jingchen also walked forward, squatted down, gently wiped the tears from his daughter's face with a handkerchief, and said softly: "My dear daughter, Daddy is here, let's solve the problem together."
After comforting his daughter, Jiang Ciyou stood up, turned toward the museum staff, bowed slightly, and said sincerely: "I'm really sorry to cause you so much trouble. We will definitely handle it properly."
Seeing Jiang Ciyou's sincere attitude, the staff member's expression eased a little and said, "This vase is an important collection in the museum. Although it is insured, it is very difficult to repair, and..." The staff member was hesitant to speak.
Jiang Ciyou immediately understood that this matter was not just about compensation, but also about the reputation of the museum and a series of complicated procedures to follow. She frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "I understand. We will contact the most professional restoration team to ensure that the vase can be restored to its original state, and we will bear all related expenses."
Lu Jingchen also nodded to show his support for his wife's decision.
At this moment, Lu Xingyao suddenly raised her head and sobbed, "Mom, I remember Dad said that as long as you put your heart into it, nothing can't be repaired. I want to try to repair it with Dad, okay?"
Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen looked at each other, and saw surprise and relief in each other's eyes. Jiang Ciyou gently touched her daughter's head and nodded, "Okay, Xingxing is so brave, mom supports you."
Lu Jingchen immediately asked someone to prepare the restoration tools, and he squatted on the ground with his daughter, carefully collecting the fragments of the vase and placing them on a piece of soft velvet. While collecting, he patiently explained to his daughter the characteristics of Ming Dynasty porcelain and the key points of restoration, with a focused and gentle look.
"Xingxing, look at this blue and white porcelain vase. Its pattern is so delicately painted, and every stroke contains the hard work of ancient craftsmen. When we repair it, we are protecting this historical heritage." Lu Jingchen picked up a piece of debris and pointed at the pattern on it.
Lu Xingyao nodded seriously, her little face full of concentration. She imitated her father and gently picked up a piece of debris with tweezers, with a firm light in her eyes: "Dad, I will be careful."
Jiang Ciyou stood aside, watching this scene quietly, with a lot of emotion in her heart. She saw her husband's calmness and responsibility, and her daughter's courage and growth, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly. She thought of the difficult time in Paris, when she suffered repeated setbacks in her career and almost fell into despair. It was Lu Jingchen who had always been by her side, using his wisdom and love to encourage her to stand up again. Now, facing her daughter's predicament, they still work together, which fills her heart with warmth and strength.
Soon, the repair tools were ready. Lu Jingchen put on gloves, picked up a bottle of special glue, and carefully demonstrated to his daughter how to apply the glue and how to accurately piece the fragments together. Lu Xingyao learned very well, and although her little hands trembled slightly, her eyes were very firm.
When putting together a larger piece of debris, Lu Xingyao encountered difficulties. The pieces just didn't fit together. Her face turned red and tears welled up in her eyes. Lu Jingchen gently held her hand and guided her to adjust the angle: "Don't worry, take your time, you see, this is right."
With the help of her father, Lu Xingyao finally succeeded in putting the fragment together. She burst into laughter with joy in her eyes: "Dad, I did it!"
Jiang Ciyou looked at his daughter's smile and couldn't help laughing. He walked over and gently hugged the father and daughter: "Our Xingxing is awesome!"
After several hours of hard work, with the joint persistence of Lu Jingchen and Lu Xingyao, the vase was finally initially repaired. Although it still needs further improvement by professional restorers, the originally broken vase has roughly restored its shape, and the blue and white pattern has been reconnected, exuding a simple and elegant atmosphere.
When the museum staff saw the restored vase, they were all surprised and appreciative. The teacher walked up and gave Lu Xingyao a thumbs up: "Xingyao, you are really brave and amazing!"
Lu Xingyao lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, holding her parents' hands tightly. Jiang Ciyou once again expressed his apologies and gratitude to the staff, and promised to follow up on the repair matters.
When leaving the museum, the afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows on the family of three. Lu Xingyao excitedly recounted the process of restoring the vase, with pride on her face. Jiang Ciyou and Lu Jingchen held hands and listened quietly, their eyes full of tenderness and love.
After returning home, Lu Xingyao fell asleep quickly because of the exhaustion of the day. Jiang Ciyou came to her daughter's room and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, feeling relieved. She gently kissed her daughter's forehead and whispered softly: "My little star, you have really grown up."
Lu Jingchen gently hugged Jiang Ciyou from behind, resting his chin on the top of her head, and said softly: "Xingxing was very brave today, all thanks to your usual teaching."
Jiang Ciyou shook her head slightly and leaned into her husband's arms: "We gave her courage together. No matter what difficulties we encounter in the future, we must stay together as a family like we are today."
The moonlight is like water, pouring into the room through the window, covering this warm scene with a layer of silver gauze. In this family full of love and courage, every challenge becomes an opportunity for growth, and their story is still being written.