When Yang Yuxi thought about it, the man would definitely care about something worth tens of millions. However, what disappointed her was that the man kept walking without even frowning, and was not threatened by her at all.
"Is this vase fake?" Yang Yuxi thought to herself, but she didn't know that this vase was indeed a blue and white amphora from Mingguan kiln, and it was also genuine, and even worth more than she knew, but she didn't know
, although this blue and white amphora is valuable, the ashtray in her hand is equally valuable. The ashtray is a collector's edition of the famous domestic purple sand master Ye Tongsheng. Although the price is not too high now, it will definitely rise in the future.
The value is still higher than the blue and white amphora. And in terms of real value, neither the blue and white amphora nor the ashtray can be compared with the oil painting she tore up downstairs.
"Don't come over..." Yang Yuxi said in a panic. "Not to mention a blue and white amphorae, even if you demolish this study today, I will definitely eat you." The man said domineeringly.
"Please, let me go. You are so handsome and rich. What kind of woman do you want? Why do you have to force me to be a little girl!" Yang Yuxi stepped back step by step and threw the blue and white amphora in a panic.
It was smashed to pieces, followed by an ashtray. Five or six items were thrown in succession, but none of them could stop the man's footsteps.
Seeing the man getting closer and closer, Yang Yuxi picked up a drawing board, raised it high and threw it at the man. However, the man who had always had a cold face suddenly changed his face and said sternly: "Put down that painting."
"I order you to put down that painting immediately, otherwise I'm sure you will die miserably." The man asked anxiously. "What's going on?" Yang Yuxi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the man was very concerned about this painting.
He looked curiously, wanting to see what was so strange about this painting that made the man care so much. However, at a glance, Yang Yuxi was stunned. This was not a famous painting, but the most ordinary one.
The sketch, and it is still an unfinished sketch, only has a ball of long flowing hair and the outline of a woman, and the facial features are blank, it seems that there is no time to draw them.
"Is such an unfinished sketch more precious than a blue and white amphorae?" Yang Yuxi was puzzled, but now was obviously not the time to explore this. It was best if the man cared about this painting, and she had it.
Room for bargaining.
"I can let go of this painting, but you have to promise to let me go." Yang Yuxi made the condition. "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." The man said coldly.
"I think so. It wouldn't be a pity to destroy such an ugly painting." Yang Yuxi pretended to destroy the painting. The man changed color and said coldly: "Do you know what you are doing? You are playing with fire, playing with fire.
You know, no one has ever dared to bargain with me."
"We can't escape anyway. It seems good to die together holding this painting." Yang Yuxi said. Seeing the man's look, she knew that the man cared about the painting, and she felt a little confident.
"How dare you... okay, you win, put down this painting and I'll let you go." The man suppressed his anger and said.
"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Yang Yuxi rolled her eyes and said, this painting is her talisman. How could she put down this painting before leaving here and confirming that she was safe.
