As soon as Jiang Yixue got on the car, she glanced at Xia Xiaoyu and asked curiously:
"Where's Mo Mo, why didn't she come?"
Xia Xiaoyu chuckled, deliberately teasing her and saying:
"Momo deliberately hid to give us a space to be alone..."
"cut!"
Jiang Yixue curled her lips.
After contacting Xia Xiaoyu twice, she still understood Xia Xiaoyu's nonsense.
Turning around and glancing at Jiang Yixue's chest, Xia Xiaoyu was about to mention the dark purple light lines on her chest.
But Jiang Yixue said first:
"Xia Xiaoyu, I find you are really sexy. Why are you always staring at my breasts?"
Xia Xiaoyu smiled and said:
"You're wearing so little, aren't you just for people to see? Besides, I want to tell you, that dark line on your chest..."
It's a pity that Xia Xiaoyu hasn't finished his words yet.
Jiang Yixue smiled charmingly, interrupted him and said:
"What's wrong with the dark pattern? Does it look good?"
Xia Xiaoyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said:
"What does it look like? It's a disease!"
Xia Xiaoyu was telling the truth. Unfortunately, Jiang Yixue didn't believe it at all.
"I think you are the only one who is sick. You have a lustful heart! First you pestered Mo Mo, and then you came to flirt with me. Do you still want to take us both in? Do you want to take Qin Ziyi in too? Sisters
With flowers and besties, you can enjoy the blessings of everyone, how wonderful it is..."
Jiang Yixue has a fierce personality, and she doesn't care what she says.
She originally wanted to ridicule Xia Xiaoyu, but she didn't expect that Xia Xiaoyu actually muttered:
"That's a good idea..."
Jiang Yixue gave him a blank look:
"Xia Xiaoyu, you need some face!"
Jiangcheng Antiques Fair has a tasting session today.
It is said to be a tasting exchange, but it is actually a private transaction between major collectors and antique dealers.
Jiang Yixue’s interviewee today is a big collector.
When the two arrived at the tasting venue, they saw that many people had already arrived in the luxurious venue.
Antiques from various eras are also displayed on various display stands.
Whether it is gold, stone, jade, calligraphy and painting by famous people, or ancient bronze tripods, they are all covered here. It can be said that you have everything you need.
Jiang Yixue went to interview a big collector, while Xia Xiaoyu strolled around the venue casually.
As I was watching, I suddenly heard someone behind me say:
"Mr. Xia, are you also interested in antiques?"
When Xia Xiaoyu turned around, he saw an old man with pale face and white hair standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.
Xia Xiaoyu knows this person. He is Liu Wanli, the president of Jiangcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Association. Everyone calls him Mr. Liu.
Last time at the Life Extension Bureau, Mr. Liu admired Xia Xiaoyu's medical skills. The two had made an appointment to make tea and discuss Taoism. But they didn't expect that they would meet here.
After exchanging a few words, Mr. Liu smiled and said to Xia Xiaoyu:
“Mr.
Something I understand. Mr. Xia, can you tell me about it to satisfy the curiosity of this bad old man like me?"
Xia Xiaoyu smiled slightly and did not answer.
But he thought to himself, if Mr. Liu knew what he had experienced over the years, and how he had been on the verge of death many times while learning the art, perhaps Mr. Liu wouldn't find it strange.
While the two were talking, they saw a familiar face to Xia Xiaoyu, Qin Xiaoman, walking in at the entrance of the exhibition.
In her hand, she also held a long brocade box.
The brocade box looks a bit old, and it should contain scrolls.
When Qin Xiaoman saw Xia Xiaoyu, he couldn't help but be stunned.
But then, he walked up to Xia Xiaoyu arrogantly.
Looking at Xia Xiaoyu, Qin Xiaoman snorted coldly:
"Humph, little beggar, you are really haunting! You are not staying at home, staying with your little bitch. What are you doing here? Is this a place you can come to? You can only watch, and you have no money to buy.
, have you ever been here for eye addiction?"
To this day, the Qin family still thinks that Xia Xiaoyu is a poor man. And the 30 million that was used to take the photo of the Huanyu Building must have been left to Qin Zimo by Qin Zimo's father who embezzled the company's money.
Upon hearing that Qin Xiaoman had spoken rudely to Qin Zimo, Xia Xiaoyu's face immediately turned cold.
Seeing Xia Xiaoyu's cold expression, Qin Xiaoman sneered even more disdainfully, and said aggressively:
"Hey, who are you trying to scare with a straight face? Do you still want to hit me? Come on, hit me. Let everyone see, you are a big man, how majestic you are when you hit a woman..."
As he said that, Qin Xiaoman actually moved his face towards her.
It is definitely impossible for Xia Xiaoyu to hit a woman.
Mr. Liu was watching Qin Xiaoman's behavior from the side, and he just wanted to give some words of advice.
Before he could speak, he saw not far away, a fat man in his forties, smelling of alcohol, and with a big belly, walking over quickly.
As soon as he arrived, he looked at Qin Xiaoman and said with a smile:
"Isn't this Xiaoman? Why are you here?"
When Qin Xiaoman saw this man, he was stunned for a moment. Then he cooed and said:
"Uncle Qi, I haven't seen you for a long time. Xiaoman misses you..."
After saying that, the two hugged each other.
This man's name is Qi Huairen.
He is the eldest son of Mr. Qi and the father of Qi Yunjie.
Looking at the brocade box held by Qin Xiaoman, Qi Huairen said curiously with a hint of drunkenness:
"Why does this brocade box look so familiar to me? It seems like I've seen it at home..."
Qin Xiaoman couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he listened.
This is indeed something from the Qi family. When she and Qi Yunjie went to bed for the first time, Qi Yunjie gave this painting to Qin Xiaoman.
What I told Qin Xiaoman at that time was that this painting was a good thing and could be worth several million.
Qin Xiaoman was a little short of money recently, so she wanted to sell her paintings to get some money.
Seeing Qin Xiaoman's embarrassed look, Qi Huairen guessed what was going on. He laughed and said:
"It's okay, Xiaoman. Even if this thing belongs to the Qi family, it belongs to you now. Come on, uncle will take you upstairs to have a look. There are experts there and let them estimate the price for you..."
Seeing that Qi Huairen did not pursue the matter of the painting, Qin Xiaoman immediately acted coquettishly, took the initiative and took Qi Huairen's arm.
Qi Huairen seemed particularly satisfied. He looked back at Xia Xiaoyu and said to Qin Xiaoman:
"Xiaoman, you must remember what my uncle said, you are a princess! Don't talk to people like this from the bottom of society in the future, it will dirty the eyes of our Princess Xiaoman..."
As he spoke, Qi Huairen burst out laughing. His smile also attracted people around him to look here.
Qin Xiaoman nodded obediently, and the two went directly upstairs.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Mr. Liu shook his head helplessly and introduced to Xia Xiaoyu:
"This man's name is Qi Huaiyuan, and he is the eldest son of Mr. Qi! Let me tell you this, the four major families in Jiangcheng do not say that they are full of talents, but they also often have talented people. But if you want to choose a wine bag and rice bag, it must be Qi Qi.
Huaiyuan is the one! This Qi Huaiyuan, apart from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, he spends money everywhere. He doesn’t know anything else..."
Xia Xiaoyu nodded slightly, and Mr. Liu said again:
"Let's go, Mr. Xia! Let's go upstairs to see the excitement..." (To be continued)