Chapter 46: Rising to Fame

 Chapter 46: Rising to Fame

Nanhuan asked curiously, "Are there problems with their marriage?"

Song Yu thought for a moment and shook his head, "Their marriage should be fine, but it can't withstand the pressure of reality. The Liang family has had three generations with no male heirs. If my sister doesn't have children, the pressure falls on her husband."

Nanhuan could imagine the immense pressure Song Yan was under.

She said, "Your sister has been fed contraceptives for a long time. Not Western medicine, but traditional Chinese herbal medicine. I don't know the exact method or who's behind it."

Song Yu's gaze became complex, and he didn't appear surprised.

Nanhuan thought for a moment and sighed, "If we don't catch the person responsible for this, it's just a temporary solution. But we can't delay your sister's situation any longer, or she might lose her chance to conceive."

Song Yu asked, "You mean there's still a chance?"

"Yes," Nanhuan said. "First, we need to stop the medication and focus on her health. Alternatively, you can bring your sister back to your family's home. Avoid all the complications and let me examine her privately. Keep it a secret from everyone, including Liang Tianrui."

"Do you not trust my brother-in-law?"

"It's not that, but I have a feeling... some men can be a bit clueless."

Like Bo Shen.

Perhaps Liang Tianrui didn't intend to harm Song Yan, but he might be easily manipulated by others due to his inability to differentiate between right and wrong.

"Alright," Song Yu nodded. "I'll figure something out."

Afterward, he asked, "How can I contact you when the time comes?"

He hesitated and said, "I can't reach you on your phone..."

Nanhuan was well aware of the monitoring that Rongshi's Fifth Master had imposed on her. She thought for a moment and gave him a phone number.

"Contact this person, and they'll reach out to me," Nanhuan said.

Song Yu looked at the number, puzzled, but he didn't ask further.

"Alright."

After finishing their coffee, Nanhuan called the waiter to pay the bill.

Song Yu immediately took out his card. "Let me pay."

Nanhuan stopped him. "I'll take care of it."

"No, I insist. This coffee is my treat," Song Yu said earnestly. "You saved my grandmother's life, and now you're helping my sister. A cup of coffee is nothing compared to what you've done. Let me pay."

Nanhuan replied, "I don't like that. If you insist, then there won't be a next time for coffee together."

Song Yu was taken aback.

Nanhuan added, "Let's each pay our own bills. We'll go Dutch."

With that, she pulled out Rongshi's Fifth Master's black gold card and had the waiter swipe both of their cards separately.

She didn't want to owe him anything.

As she was about to leave, Song Yu stopped her with a remark, "Bo Shen has come to the school. I don't know what he's up to, but be careful. Also, Mu Yun has transferred her student status back to China, so both of them are now at the school."

Nanhuan responded, "I know. Thanks."

She had already divorced Bo Shen, cutting all ties with him.

Moreover, they had never had any real emotional connection to begin with.

So, she didn't pay much attention to those two.

With some free time on her hands, Nanhuan delved into the case she had taken on and reviewed her study materials.

She had registered for numerous exams, but her excellent memory allowed her to absorb the material after just one reading. So, while preparing for exams, she also managed to earn five billion.

If it weren't for her exam preparations, she could have completed the case in less than ten days. However, her recent workload had increased, forcing her to allocate ten days to this case.

The studious prodigy was fully immersed in her work.

Whenever she appeared at the library or elsewhere on campus, she noticed that Bo Shen would also show up, but she ignored him completely.

Apart from the three daily phone calls and twenty text messages that were bothering her, she didn't want to think about anything else concerning the studious prodigy.

Time passed day by day, and the studious prodigy gradually figured out how to send messages without much effort.

For instance:

Nanhuan: I was shopping and came across a blue hairpin. I thought it looked pretty, so I bought it.

She then took a picture and sent it.

Or:

Nanhuan: The squirrel fish in the cafeteria was delicious today. I had a whole one.

And so on.

She felt like she was getting the hang of being a substitute.

Ten days flew by.

On this day, Nanhuan was at school, putting the finishing touches on her optimizations for the F case.

Perfectly completed!

She was elated as if she had just won five billion.

Just as she was savoring her joy, her junior schoolmate, Cen Si, rushed over with an excited expression, her cute face beaming. "Senior, our School of Fine Arts is bustling with excitement! Aren't you going to check it out?"

"What's going on?" Nanhuan asked curiously.

Cen Si grabbed her arm in excitement. "Senior, you don't know yet? Come with me to see!"

Two students from the School of Fine Arts approached, one male and one female.

The male student had a delicate appearance with rosy lips that appeared to be adorned with lipstick. The female student was frail-looking, her cheekbones sunken.

The male student said, "The Fine Arts Competition is such a big deal in our university."

The female student added, "The Tri-School Fine Arts Competition, hosted jointly by our university, South City University, and Emperor City University, is one of the most prestigious events during our university's annual competitions. All the artworks displayed during the competition are sold in an auction, with half of the proceeds going to the students and the other half donated to charity. That's why it always attracts so much attention."

"Tri-School Competition. Our West City University is a sure winner," the male student declared confidently.

"You're absolutely right," the female student agreed. "World-renowned artist and member of the Art Association, Miss Mu Yun, has joined our school. Just think about the grand prize! It's practically within our grasp!"

Hearing this, Nanhuan became curious and asked Cen Si, "What exactly is this Tri-School Competition?"

Cen Si smiled and explained, "Senior, the Tri-School Competition is organized jointly by West City University, South City University, and Emperor City University. It covers various categories, including fine arts, science and technology, calligraphy, and more. However, the most anticipated event each year is the fine arts competition. All the artworks displayed during the competition are auctioned off on the spot, making it a lively event. It garners a lot of media attention, and that's why many students from prominent families participate in the fine arts competition."

She added in a hushed tone, "I heard that even the Nan

 family from South City will send someone to participate in the competition this year."

"Nan family... South City Nan family..."

Nanhuan couldn't help but smile.

How nostalgic.

Nanhuan remained calm as she tidied up the materials on her desk.

Cen Si saw this and said excitedly, "Senior, are you going to participate too?"

Nanhuan turned her head and nodded. "Sure, sign me up."

Ordinary competitions didn't interest her much, but if the Nan family, who forced everyone to participate, was involved, she couldn't stay out of it.

"That's great! I'll sign up with you!" Cen Si exclaimed happily.

Once Nanhuan left, the male and female students nearby sneered.

"Can you believe anyone can sign up for the Tri-School Fine Arts Cup? I wonder how badly she'll lose in front of the cameras."

"It's true. With Miss Mu Yun from our school, victory in this competition is guaranteed. The rest are just stepping stones for her."

On the other hand, Mu Yun was in the art studio, working on her painting.

Her fair skin and delicate features made her appear fragile, attracting the attention of several male students who gathered around her.

"Miss Mu's paintings are truly remarkable. Every stroke is so exquisite and beautiful."

Mu Yun shook her head modestly. "My paintings aren't that great. You guys don't know, but Ye Nanhuan's paintings are even more impressive."

She smiled softly and said, "You don't know, at the banquet hosted by Bo Shen's grandmother, Ye Nanhuan's painting was praised as a masterpiece."

"But so what? In the end, my oil paintings are the ones recognized by the Art Association."

Mu Yun knew very well that there was a term in this world called "riding someone's coattails."

Mu Yun: "You guys don't know, at Bo Shen's grandmother's banquet, Ye Nanhuan's painting was absolutely astonishing."

She wiped away a fake tear and said, "I can't even compare to her."

(End of this chapter)