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MY ROOMMATE IS A DETECTIVE

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Episode 6

How long is this going to take?

Soon.

You said so when I asked you this morning.

Now you're still working on it.

Are you kidding me?

Do you have any idea how long

it took Leonardo da Vinci to finish the Mona Lisa?

Three years!

You wouldn't spare me even three hours.

How am I supposed to create a painting that is gonna last for generations?

Even if I spare you thirty whole years,

you still can't make it.

Picasso and Van Gogh once got the same comment.

However, the history has shown

those people

were foolish and short-sighted.

Did you pay rent this month?

Not yet.

You don't have the money

or just don't want to pay it?

Do I look like someone who don't have the money to pay rent?

Just to remind you, the landlady is here.

Hello, Miss Bai.

Is Mr. Lu here?

Him? He is not around.

He is running an errand outside.

I see.

Yaoyao?

Yaoyao?

What's the good of being a detective these days?

Pathetic and poor.

Didn't pay rent.

Nor utility bill.

Nothing valuable in this house.

It seems the gramophone is the only valuable thing here.

Perhaps I should mortgage it

for one-year rent.

Hi!

Yaoyao.

What brings you here?

Why didn't you let me know that you're visiting?

I haven't seen you in a while.

How is everything going?

Well, not too bad.

It's only that

I'm sort of on a budget these days.

But I will definitely pay the rent.

You can kick me out

for not paying the rent by the end of this month.

What are you talking about?

How can I do such things to you?

It seems you look thinner.

I'm losing weight.

Don't worry.

It's been long since you danced with me.

Surely. Let's do it now.

You know me.

Money

means nothing to me.

Don't talk about money with me.

It will hurt our relationship.

I see.

Yaoyao.

There is a way for you

not to pay the rent.

There is?

Of course.

What is it, then?

You see, you're unmarried and so am I.

Both of us are single.

How about we starting a relationship?

Well, are you sure it's OK?

I don't see why it isn't OK.

So, you mind that I got married once?

Then, you don't like me?

I don't.

I mean, I like you.

But it's that kind of "I like you".

A little bit of affection is OK for me.

We could start from

a little bit of affection.

Once you marry me,

you will never need to pay rent and utility bill.

Besides, you can focus on

being a detective.

I'll provide for you.

I'll give you a three-month trial,

starting today.

It's my fault.

I'll definitely pay rent within three days.

I swear.

Like I said, don't talk about money with me.

Let's get the marriage certificate some other day.

Keep on doing it.

What's up?

Any new cases?

Nope.

It doesn't have to be homicide.

I'm OK with

petty theft,

the trafficking of women and children.

Short of money?

I have to pay rent within three days.

There is no way to postpone it this time.

How about this?

Just get married with her

and live a comfortable life ever after.

Maybe you should marry her

and then adopt me. Is this OK for you?

Pathetic.

An old house on Yade Road was on fire,

which killed a female painter.

This is the painting she finished before her death,

called the Kiss of Fire.

According to the witnesses,

she was still alive when the house was on fire.

She got burned alive when people were fighting the fire.

It seems the paintings all look alike.

I've made some inquiries.

Her paintings are mostly about

women dancing in the raging fire.

That's why I feel there's something to this case.

Definitely.

Let's go.

Put on your clothes.

You have a quite nice figure.

Why bother putting on clothes?

Let's go.

There are signs of violent destruction on the door.

Judging from the lock cylinder, the door was double locked.

The windows were double locked,

making it impossible to invade from outside.

Judging from the extent of the damage,

the fire first started near the easel

and sprawled in all directions.

The easel was in the center of the painting room.

According to the witnesses,

when fire started,

the dead lady was standing right in front of the easel.

In the room,

plaster models and decorations were randomly placed.

There was a goldfish bowl,

metal sculptures, etc.

In the painting room, most were painting tools, pigments and decorations.

No abnormalities have been found by far.

According to the witnesses,

when the fire started,

the dead lady was the only one in the painting room.

No one entered or left the room the whole time.

The ground outside the painting room was clean,

another proof that no one entered or left the room.

The footprints were left by those

who came here to save her from fire.

There were a large number of witnesses.

They provided reliable testimony.

What happened?

He has been like this since he left the crime scene.

He didn't say a word.

Perhaps this case is not that simple.

Tell us. What happened?

Just walk away.

Are you hungry?

No.

So, you're not hungry.

Well.

Chusheng and I

are going to have Western-style food at the Red House Restaurant.

Bye-bye.

Even the Red House couldn't arouse his interest.

There must be something wrong.

What on earth happened?

If there is any problem, just let me know.

I'll do whatever I can to help you.

You can't help me.

Just name it.

You can count on me even if the sky falls down.

I'm afraid it's out of your league this time.

I, Qiao Chusheng,

may not always be that reliable.

However, when it comes to handling cases,

I'm always trustworthy.

If you get troubled by

any dirty tricks

or bad guys whom you don't want to mess with,

just let me know.

I'm not afraid of them.

Well, may I make a tiny, little request?

You name it.

For this case,

regardless of its nature,

I get paid for a homicide.

Come on!

This case...

What is it about this case?

Don't be mealy-mouthed about it. Just tell us.

It seems to be a suicide.

Goodbye.

Wait...

Report! Sir!

Sir, the autopsy report is out.

What does it say?

A large amount of cigarette ash was found in the airway of the dead.

That is to say,

fainting and severe burn of lungs

caused by massive inhalation

of high-temperature, poisonous gas, right?

Exactly.

This is what we have found so far.

Alright.

Handle it as a suicide case.

Never thought it would come out this way after waiting all the afternoon.

Come on!

We made a deal that I get paid for a homicide.

I really need the money to pay rent.

You're not gonna deny, are you?

What are you doing?

This stuff

has been my treasure for a long time.

Check them out.

I'm not interested.

You haven't even looked at them.

If you're in desperate need of money,

you can go to the pawnshop.

Your watch and other stuff are worth a lot of money,

not to mention your camera, pen and record player.

Those are my favorites.

I won't let anyone touch them.

How about these?

These are my favorites, too.

You can choose whatever you like.

I'll give you 50% off based on the original price.

I don't have money.

I haven't got this month's salary.

You don't have money?

You can ask your dad for money.

Why don't you ask your dad for money?

My dad just ignores me.

Your dad is different.

He offers you money.

And you refuse it.

Do you have to do this?

I don't want to spend his dirty money, OK?

Totally OK.

But if you really think

your dad is a bad guy,

shouldn't you spend his money

in a crazy way

till he gets nothing left?

Don't you think it's a way to get rid of an evil for the people?

Get away.

Inspector Qiao wants to meet you.

For a new case?

Let's go. Hurry up. Hurry up.

Trust me.

There is no way she would kill herself.

This is...

Xue Qiong,

Ye Gerui's fiancée.

I'm begging you, Sirs.

Please find out the truth

otherwise her soul won't rest in peace.

Why are you sure that she didn't commit suicide?

Last week, she planned on a sketching holiday in Lingnan.

She even bought the train ticket.

How would she kill herself?

We're having our wedding next month.

We've already sent out the invitations.

How would she kill herself?

Calm down.

Think about it carefully.

Was there anything unusual before her death?

Not that I'm aware of.

There was nothing unusual.

Both her physical and mental conditions were very stable,

otherwise I would have noticed it.

I totally understand your feelings.

However, all the clues indicate it's a suicide.

Even if there are thousands of

proofs and possibilities,

I still can't believe she killed herself.

I'm begging you. Please look into the case.

I swear

you will find something.

I'm begging you.

Why are you on your knees?

Get up!

Get up and talk! Come on!

Sir.

At the very least,

even if she wanted to kill herself,

she could jump off a building, take pills,

or even slit her wrist.

Why would she choose such a desperate way

of getting burned in fire alive?

She often painted that image.

Maybe it has gotten into her.

Impossible.

Imagine

how it feels like to be burned alive in fire.

I simply don't believe she got the courage to do that.

Even if she was suicidal,

when the fire started,

the pain would make her want to escape.

You've visited the place.

You should know it was not difficult to escape.

Well.

You get back first.

We'll discuss it

and look into the case.

Thank you, sir!

Thank you!

Wait a moment.

Where were you on the day of the fire?

In my hometown.

Where is it?

The northern Jiangsu Province. I was there to visit my family.

I came back here

right after I heard the news.

I see.

Go back and wait.

I'll let you know the progress.

What the guy said makes sense.

I thought you said it's a suicide.

Well, I changed my mind.

First, let me make it clear.

No matter what the nature of the case is,

you won't get paid

until you find the murderer.

You think I restart the investigation

just for money?

Absolutely yes.

You...

You know me well.

Let's visit her house.

Let's go.

It seems the painter was poor.

Because her paintings didn't sell.

Those great painters

are one in a million.

Being a poor lady,

she used expensive cosmetics.

It means she cared about her look.

Perhaps it's a gift from someone else.

Her fiancée doesn't look like a rich man.

Like I said, someone else.

Perhaps she had more than one boyfriend.

These clothes are replicas of

designer clothes on the magazines.

She was light-handed.

This magazine was published on the 12th.

That is to say,

she was making clothes the day she died.

Interesting.

Judging from these pictures,

the dead was a poor lady

who loved clothes and cared about her appearance.

Such a person

is really unlikely to choose to be killed in fire.

That is to say,

she didn't commit suicide?

To be specific,

she wouldn't commit suicide by burning herself.

It's not suicide, then it's a murder.

Is there any suspect?

There is.

Who?

Well, I'm not at liberty to tell the media.

You want money again?

Ten silver dollars. I'll give you an exclusive.

No need, thanks.

Do you mean it?

Or I'll sell the clue to the Ta Kung Pao.

Don't blame me for not being a loyal friend by then.

Forget it.

I'm pretty sure

you don't have any clue right now.

You told her that?

Nope.

You traitor.

Speaking of clue,

I got one.

What clue?

Twenty...

Oh no, thirty silver dollars.

Don't give her the money.

Not even a dime.

I'll work on it on my own.

You got only two days to pay rent. Is it OK for you?

He just doesn't care.

It's his plan not to pay rent

so that he could get married with the landlady.

For the rest of his life,

he would wake up to that beautiful face.

Kisses. Hugs.

Come on.

Dance with me, darling.

Give her the money. Give her the money.

Give it to her.

It depends on how much money the clue is worth.

The dead Ye Gerui

used to be a poor painter.

Her paintings weren't worth a cent.

However, after her death,

she is held to be a martyr for art

for she died the way similar to that depicted in her paintings.

Right after that, the price of her paintings skyrocketed.

Take a guess.

How much money is her painting worth now?

How much?

Five silver dollars?

Five thousand silver dollars!

Where are you going?

Make a further investigation

in the dead's house.

Forget it.

Long have her paintings been sold to a collector.

That collector

is the only beneficiary

of her death.

Which collector?

A Jew named Raymond.

After Ye Gerui's death,

Raymond's collection of her paintings is worth at least one hundred thousand silver dollars.

But this doesn't make him a suspect.

I got another tip.

Raymond is a very stingy guy.

But recently,

he spent a lot of money

to buy a luxurious house in Qiyun Mountain, which possesses outstanding Fengshui.

It's a one-off payment.

It's believed to be

the largest amount of money

he has ever spent in his life.

Let's meet the Raymond guy.

You two go. I have some other business.

What business do you have?

It's none of your business.

If it's not OK for you,

I'll ask Salim to come with you.

Do you have the feeling

he has an issue with Raymond?

If so,

all the more reason to visit him.

My apology.

These days, we have so many visitors who come here to buy paintings.

His lordship was tired of it.

He refused to meet visitors

and has left for recuperation.

We're here to investigate a case.

What case?

We'll talk about it when we get in.

His lordship is not here.

We're not allowed to open the door and receive guests.

Alright, we'll talk about it at the police station.

Cuff him.

Please don't. Please don't.

Whatever question you have,

just ask me.

This way, please. This way, please.

Good stuff.

Sir, you're a connoisseur.

It's a gift from Mr. Sassoon for his lordship.

Are they close?

Mr. Sassoon often trusts his lordship with the collection of antiques.

They've known each other for many years.

Where is his lordship then?

He said he would travel around.

But he didn't tell us where he is going.

Sir, what case are you working on?

Stay out of it.

Remember my words.

Once you get news about Raymond,

you must let me know immediately.

Surely. Surely.

We're leaving now?

What else could it be? Are you staying here for dinner?

Well, I mean, since we're here,

we should search the house.

Do you have a search warrant?

Raymond is not a common civilian.

Even if you're not afraid of him,

aren't you afraid of Sassoon?

So, we come here for nothing?

Who says it's for nothing?

I know where he is.

Why are you sighing?

The housekeeper said he is travelling around.

But there is new ash in the ashtray,

which means it's not long before he left.

There is an envelope in the ash bin.

I think it's for invitation letter.

It bears the mark of Qingyuan Pavilion.

Qingyuan Pavilion?

It's a private club

and a gallery.

I think he is there.

Why didn't you get there?

You're not allowed to enter that place without an invitation.

It's your job now.

I'm not going.

What's your issue with him?

I don't have an issue with him.

I just don't want to see him.

Got bullied by him?

Stop asking.

I won't tell you even if you ask.

Alright.

It's OK not to tell me.

That should be the end of the case.

I couldn't care less.

I'd sell my watch to pay rent.

Only that the murderer

is still out there.

It's kind of a pity.

See you.

Wait a moment.

Let's go.

This way, please.

I know Xiaoye for a very long time.

She thought of me as a father.

And I'd like to think of her as my daughter.

Sadly, she has passed away.

All that is left now are her paintings.

Therefore, I have invited you here today

to this exhibition, to share them with me,

and to console her soul in heaven.

This way, please.

Mr. Raymond,

I'm Lu Yao.

Congratulations!

For what?

The price of the paintings has increased severalfold.

It's a great profit for you.

If possible,

I'd like to trade one thousand times of the money

for Gerui's life.

Very impressive.

This is?

This is Qiao Chusheng from the concession.

Inspector Qiao.

Nice to meet you!

Mr. Raymond, could you spare a moment?

Now?

That's right.

I need you to go to the police station with me.

There is no evidence at all. Are you out of your mind?

Inspector Qiao,

may I know why I need to go to the police station?

I suspect you have something to do with Ye Gerui's death.

Please come to the police station and cooperate with the investigation.

Do you have the arrest warrant?

If not, please excuse me.

What's gotten into you today?

He is Sassoon's business partner.

Without evidence,

even your father wouldn't mess with him.

Fire! Fire! Fire!

Hurry up! Leave here! Leave here!

Hurry up! Leave here!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Fire! Hurry up!

Fortunately, no one was injured or killed.

But the paintings have been greatly damaged.

And this is the one complete painting remaining.

I must declare that the exhibition closed.

I'm very sorry.

See you next time.

Mr. Raymond,

I'll take this picture.

Name your price.

Honestly,

this is Xiaoye's very last painting.

The painting reminds me of her.

I wouldn't sell it.

I can offer this much.

What do you say? You should think about it again.

This is the only painting in the world.

There will be no more such paintings in the future.

You again?

I said,

I'll come with you if you have the arrest warrant.

Otherwise...

Cut the crap.

What happened to your hand?

Mr. Raymond,

you're a real talent in driving up the price of the painting.

However, arson is a crime.

I want to talk to my lawyer.

I won't say a word

until my lawyer is here.

Do you think I'd be afraid to mess with you

because you're a foreigner?

Don't you forget, we're in the concession.

Stop! Stop! Stop!

I got this. I got this.

Mr. Raymond,

Inspector Qiao is short-tempered.

Please don't take it personally.

So, you're playing the nice cop now?

Seems you know a lot.

The cause of the fire in Qingyuan Pavilion has been found.

We found rosin powder scattered on the ground surrounding the oil paintings,

which is identical to what you got on your hand.

That can't prove that I set the fire.

The footprints at the crime scene

are of your shoe size.

What does this prove?

Everybody was looking at the paintings.

It's only natural that we left our footprints.

However, the footprints

were surrounded by rosin powder.

That is to say, you stepped on it after scattering the rosin powder.

The footprints were heated in the fire and became like this.

Other footprints were normal,

only yours were like this.

I need to talk to my lawyer!

His presence won't change anything.

You can't get away with the arson.

Next, let's talk about murder.

I didn't kill anyone.

Don't you frame me.

Would you please keep your voice down?

Where were you on the day of the murder?

I was at home, sleeping.

Who can prove it?

The housekeeper and servants were not at home at that time.

That is to say, no one can prove it, right?

No matter I have an alibi or not,

you can't suspect me

without any evidence.

Don't worry. We'll find the proof.

Come on, take him away.

I want to talk to my lawyer.

I didn't kill anyone.

Don't you frame me.

Why didn't you continue the interrogation?

That guy is crafty.

The interrogation is not going anywhere.

At least, he will be jailed for one year for the arson.

Don't you find guys to kick his ass in the prison.

Don't worry.

Once he is found guilty, I'll do it myself.

What on earth is your issue with him?

Find the way to convict him.

Once you find the proof,

I'll pay your rent for a year.

Keep your word.

See the red powder?

It's the pigment.

Anything wrong?

She was an oil painter.

For oil paintings, tubular pigments are used, which is

the mixture of pigments and gel.

One can make it.

In the painting room, there were pigments only.

There were no necessities for pigment-making,

such as stabilizer and gel.

Show me how to make it?

Then the powder...

Judging from the shape and texture,

it's mercuric oxide.

What are you trying to say?

The existence of mercuric oxide

indicates there was the combustion of mercury in the painting room.

Thanks to you,

today I saw Ye Gerui's corpse with my own eyes.

I found mercury lines around her gums,

an indication of

mercury poisoning.

Then why the coroner didn't discover it?

Because of empiricism.

She was killed in fire,

so he only checked her airway

and lungs.

If it's caused by the combustion of mercury,

there was so much mercury...

That's right.

The murderer has already replaced

Ye Gerui's large quantity of red pigments

with the self-made pigment containing cinnabar and combustion promoter.

Don't you feel weird

about the way the mirror, fish bowl

and glazed metal decorations are placed?

Well, not to me.

Salim,

come over here.

Check it

over there.

It seems I get it.

Someone created a mechanism

by placing the decorations in a special way.

At a certain time and

a certain angle, the light is refracted

to the canvas.

Because the painting is painted with combustion promoter,

it will get on fire when heated.

However, directly burning Ye Gerui to death

was not the murderer's purpose.

Do you remember her crazy dance in fire before she died?

Cinnabar contains mercury.

Once burned, it will produce a large amount of mercury vapor,

which will result in mercury poisoning if inhaled.

What are the symptoms?

Mental symptoms such as

hallucination and delusion.

Also, disorientation and shaking limbs.

So, her dance was the result of

insanity and limb tremor.

Sir, I find something.

Let's check it out.

Ask around

if any suspicious person

showed up at the place on the day of Ye Gerui's death.

Yes, Sir!

I heard Yun'an Department Store has this batch of newly arrived cigars.

Only a few. Taste good.

Come on.

I mean,

this is the dog-end of the cigar I'm talking about.

Smell it.

The cigar you took from Raymond's mansion

is of this brand.

Now check the Yun'an Department Store.

OK.

Inspector Qiao, the man is here.

Tell us what you know.

I keep a tobacco stand down there.

On the day of the fire,

I saw someone wander around the place where you are standing now.

Was it a man or a woman?

A man, aged forty to fifty.

A foreigner.

Kind of baldheaded and fat.

Raymond.

Mr. Raymond,

we meet again.

Without evidence, you have no right to arrest me.

I need to talk to my lawyer.

You're meeting him soon.

You're suspected of being involved in a murder,

with irrefutable evidence.

Evidence? Where is it?

Show it to me!

You said you were sleeping at home on the day of Ye Gerui's death.

However, according to the witness,

you showed up around the painting room,

which is contradictory to your testimony.

How do you explain it?

She called me and asked me to come over.

I had nothing to do with it.

We found this in your mansion.

Does it look familiar to you?

What do you mean?

At the crime scene, we found a large amount of burnt cinnabar.

We have the smoking gun.

You're gonna spend an extremely long time behind bars.

It's not true!

I'm a lawful citizen.

You have no right to treat me like this.

So noisy. Take him away.

Congratulations.

You solved another big case.

It's not settled yet.

You caught them red-handed,

that means, we can solve this case

as soon as possible.

I sense you grudge against Raymond.

He's basically been

monopolized high-end art trade.

And all the profits that go along with it.

No one else could eat a piece.

Before that, he was getting protection from Sassoon.

It was very hard to make our move.

This time, you're ridding the public of a harm. It's very important.

Wait a moment.

The 1904 Romanee Conti.

Congratulations! You solved another big case.

1904.

That's a good year. Don't mind if I do.

We're partners. It's only natural that we look after each other.

Raymond is a bastard.

Even death would not expiate all his crimes.

When Xiaoye first came to Shanghai,

she was new to this place, didn't know anybody in the city.

Raymond swooped in

and bought out her paintings for the next ten years at a very low price.

She had to make enough annual output

in order to get the installment.

Every day, she worked very hard.

Makeups and clothes

were her only distraction.

Her parents had died.

She barely had any relatives.

You're entitled to the disposal of this painting.

Report!

What is it?

The order list of cigars

at Yun'an Department Store.

The case is solved and you're showing me this.

Impressive.

Wait a moment.

What is it?

Xue Qiong.

How come a poor teacher like him could afford this?

He hasn't gone far yet.

Do we need to get him back?

Wait a moment. Wait a moment.

Let me think about it.

I feel something is wrong.

I think he is very suspicious.

Mr. Xue,

you played well the trick of killing two birds with one stone.

First, drive up the price of the painting.

Then, get Raymond into trouble

so that you get the proprietorship of the Kiss of Fire.

You became super-rich

overnight.

If you want to condemn someone, you can always trump up a charge.

The day you got the Kiss of Fire,

you pretended to be so affectionate.

Since you're so affectionate,

why did you sell the painting so quickly?

Xiaoye died.

The painting will remind me of her,

making me feel even sadder.

I sold the painting,

donated all the money

to the art institute where she graduated from,

without keeping a penny.

You can send someone to check it out.

Let me ask you one more question.

Did you or did you not make a reservation

at Yun'an Department Store for the new batch of cigar.

Yes, I did.

You don't have ashtray at your house.

You're not a smoker.

Why did you buy such expensive cigars?

Keep silent?

I have many good ways to open your mouth.

Come over here.

In order to support my family,

I provided supplementary tutoring for the girls.

Such practice is prohibited by

the girls' school I work for

in order to prevent improper interaction between teachers and students.

Once caught, I'd get fired.

Unfortunately, I was caught by a co-worker.

I bought the cigar to bribe him,

begging him not to report it to the school.

You're stubborn.

It seems you won't tell the truth until tortured.

Come over here.

Wait a moment.

He is not the murderer.

What?

What is it about?

First,

like we analyzed before,

the fire was caused by the multiple refraction of light onto the canvas.

The canvas has a large quantity of red pigments on it,

which contains

a large amount of mercury and combustion promoter.

However,

the murderer is not Raymond,

or Xue Qiong.

It's Ye Gerui herself.

As a woman who cared for her appearance, she would look into the mirror frequently.

If someone set a trap,

Ye would soon find there's something wrong with mirror.

But she didn't.

That is to say,

Ye placed the mirror herself.

I don't think it makes sense.

What if Ye Gerui had the habit

of placing the mirror

at the wrong side?

The wall has many burnt, blackened dots on it.

We all thought

they were the scorch marks of that fire.

Actually, they're not.

If the wall was burned in that day's fire,

the white wall must have a large burnt area.

Why there were so many blackened dots instead?

To ignite the canvas by the means of refraction of light,

the refraction path must be extremely accurate.

There can't be any mistakes.

The black dots on the wall

must be the result of

many trials by the criminal.

If someone did the experiment many times,

Ye Gerui who spent much time in the painting room

must have noticed it.

Therefore, it was Ye Gerui who did the experiment.

Then what about the cinnabar

found in Raymond's house?

And what about his being spotted

in the area that day?

Remember that he bought a villa

at Qiyun Mountain?

Qiyun Mountain is a well-known Taoist mountain.

He enshrines the portrait of Emperor Zhenwu at his house.

You can tell he is very fond of Taoist theory of maintaining health.

It's not strange for such a person

to own cinnabar.

According to Raymond,

that day, Ye called him to come over.

When he saw Ye burn in fire,

he was afraid that he might get involved,

so he lied about it.

It seems Ye has already planned this

and made him show up at the place

so that the tobacco vender nearby

could spot him

and identify him later.

If Ye Gerui

planned all this,

what was her motive then?

I went to the hospital located near her house

and learned from her attending doctor that

Ye Gerui had been suffering from incurable disease for long.

Ye Gerui was poor

and diagnosed with cancer.

She didn't know about self-promotion

and wouldn't go out of her way to please others.

Therefore, no big figures in the painting and calligraphy industry would support her.

No matter how excellent her paintings are,

she would always be squeezed by Raymond.

She needed a large amount of money to cure her disease.

But she didn't have money.

Raymond's imparity clauses were very strict.

Working hard to finish the task,

her health conditions soon deteriorated.

At last, she missed the best period of treatment.

Her disease became incurable.

The purpose of Ye Gerui's plan

is threefold.

Firstly,

make the Kiss of Fire famous

with the price going up.

Secondly,

have her revenge on Raymond

by framing him,

and then retrieve all her paintings.

Thirdly,

leave the retrieved paintings as assets

to the man she loved

so that he could live comfortably for the rest of his life.