The purpose of Song Xuan and Yang Zimei's coming to attend the antique fair was not to socialize and attract people. They really wanted to see the antiques.
Therefore, they quickly got rid of the interrogation and entered the antique exhibition area.
Song Xuan also sent five exhibits this time, but relatively speaking, they were all relatively ordinary, and two of them were given to him by Yang Zimei.
There were no truly unique antiques on display. Therefore, after Yang Zimei looked at them for a while, his interest waned.
But Song Xuan, who loves antiques, appreciates and studies every piece carefully.
Seeing Yang Zimei and Lin Qingmei's impatience, he asked them to sit in the rest area.
"Mr. Song, this antique auction is so large, but why are there no very special treasures?" Yang Zimei couldn't help but ask.
"I heard that there are some mysterious objects this time, but they have to be displayed for everyone to see at the auction, and then everyone bids. And these exhibits are all secretly bid. Whoever wants which one can just write
Submit a price, and wait to see who gets the final price." Song Xuan looked at Yang Zimei and asked, "Is there anything you want?"
Yang Zimei shook his head, "No. I don't have much money, so I'd better wait for those mysterious objects to appear."
"That's fine."
Song Xuan motioned for her and Lin Qingmei to rest.
Yang Zimei took Lin Qingmei to the rest room and saw two wicker chairs next to them. Just as he was about to sit down, he was stopped by someone: "You're not allowed to sit, that's where I want to sit!"
Yang Zimei raised his eyes and saw that it was Lan Luo's innocent "beautiful girl" again.
"First come, first served." Yang Zimei said coldly, "This is not your home, and there is no mark on which chair is yours."
"This is what I liked first!"
Lan Luo pulled Luo Yingjin beside him, who had not been humming very much, and said coquettishly, "Master Luo, I'm so tired. I really want to sit down."
"There's still room over there."
Luo Yingjin glanced at Yang Zimei, then looked back at Lan Luodao.
"I don't! People like to sit here. The scenery here is good and it's comfortable to sit." Lan Luo said.
"Xiao Mei, let's sit over there."
Lin Qingmei has always been a mistress who doesn't want to cause trouble. Today, she saw everything in her eyes and naturally saw that Lan Luo was trying every possible means to cause trouble for Zimei. In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, she could only say to Yang Zimei
.
"No!"
Yang Zimei also became stubborn.
She can be tolerant to those she cares about, but she won't give in to those who try their best to provoke her.
What's more, she was inexplicably provoked by this Lan Luo. She is not a Buddha and does not have such a large capacity to tolerate.
She pulled a chair to Lin Qingmei, and she sat on the chair that Lan Luo had chosen.
Lan Luo was so angry that he stamped his feet, blinked his eyes, and asked Luo Yingjin aggrievedly, "Master Luo, do you not like me anymore?"
Luo Yingjin reached out and pinched her cheek, "Of course I like it."
Are you kidding me? He has invested so much in her and he hasn't really got her yet, so he can't let her slip away at such a loss.
How could he deserve the title of one of the four young masters in B City if he didn't play with the newly recognized innocent and beautiful girl?
However, he is not a person without vision. Based on his experience in this industry for many years and practicing since childhood, his intuition tells him that Yang Zimei should not be someone he can play with and provoke.
Before Yang Zimei's background was completely clear, he would not offend someone who shouldn't be offended because of an actor who was just a plaything in his mind.