"Then I'm welcome." Wan Qing smiled proudly, opened the box, and took out three items.
What Wan Qing chose was not based on beauty, but on valuableness.
"Okay, just these three." Wan Qing weighed the things in her hands, a necklace, a hairpin, a bracelet, one gold and two silver. They are probably the most valuable of all Qin'er's things.
Three of them.
After stuffing the things into her arms, Wan Qing walked to the table again, looked at the silk threads on the table, and gently picked up the two colors she was looking forward to, "I'm short of two colors of silk threads, so I'll use them."
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That color was also necessary for Qin'er, but she just watched Wan Qing take the silk thread and walked out. Qin'er could only watch, unable to say a word without resistance.
Wan Qing played with the silk thread and said to Qiu Dong on the side, "If anyone dares to talk nonsense to my parents, don't blame me for being rude."
"I don't dare." Qiudong and Qiudong immediately lowered their heads and shrank back at the same time.
Wan Qing curled her lips, turned around and walked out.
"Give her her things back." As soon as the door opened, an unhappy voice was heard.
Wan Qing was slightly surprised and couldn't help but look up at the person coming, "Qiao Tianchu? Do you want to mind your own business?" When did this person come? She was inside and didn't hear the footsteps. Thinking of this, she subconsciously moved up and down.
Looked at Qiao Tianchu.
"Give her the things back." Qiao Tianchu looked at Wan Qing with disappointment, deep disappointment.
Wan Qing rolled her eyes at him, "She owes me this, I'll take it back, it's only natural and right." Wan Qing glared at Qiao Tianchu, "What, Master Qiao, do you want a hero to save a beauty?"
He touched his chin with his hand and said thoughtfully: "It's not impossible. I'm just greedy for her money. If Master Qiao is willing to pay the same price, it won't be difficult to return the things to her."
The disappointment on Qiao Tianchu's face turned into disgust, "I didn't expect you to be such a cruel and greedy person. I really misjudged you."
Wan Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and just looked at her.
Qiao Tianchu stretched out his hand fiercely and shouted sternly: "Bring the things." With his other hand, he took off the brocade bag from his waist, flicked his hand, and threw it towards Wan Qing, hitting her in the face.