Chapter 662: The Parmamin Family

Chapter 662: The Parmamin Family

Palma Shopping Plaza.

Li Qiao wandered around for a few minutes, and came across an antique shop, and walked in with a whirl of her feet.

The interior decoration of the store is antique and unique in the modern shopping mall.

Li Qiao glanced casually, pointed to a pair of paperweights and asked the clerk to bring them to her.

Shang Zonghai always likes to write with a brush, and the antique paperweight is quite satisfactory, so it's good for him.

At this time, the clerk put the paperweight on the exhibition tray with white gloves. Li Qiao glanced over and accidentally saw the logo on the printed cloth of the tray.

It looks like a vase from a distance, but it looks like a ghostly symbol up close.

Oh, Jin Rong's property.

Li Qiao fiddled with the light blue paperweight, and said lightly, "Wrap it up."

The clerk has never seen a customer who chooses antiques so randomly.

She deliberately spread out the price tag, and reminded politely: "Miss, this is a paperweight with powder green glaze and bamboo knots from the former dynasty. The price after discount is 830,000."

Li Qiao nodded unhurriedly, "There is no need to issue an invoice."

Save some tax for Jin Rong who claims to be her godfather.

The clerk was stunned for two seconds, then walked to the counter with a pair of bamboo paperweights and started packing.

Just at this time, several people walked in from the door.

Dressed in a sleek manner, and behaved very frivolously, but everyone is dressed expensively, at first glance, he looks like a son spoiled by his family.

The man walking in the front was over 1.8 meters tall, with a slightly stronger aura, surrounded by several people.

Someone joked: "Young Master Ming, if the old man knew that you came to choose gifts for him in person, he would probably be so moved that he would cry."

"That's for sure. Ming Shao usually lives in seclusion. If the old man hadn't passed his birthday, he wouldn't have been seen coming out once in eight hundred years."

Ming Shao...

This surname reminded Li Qiao of Ming Dailan.

The information that Bai Yan gave her back then was incomplete, only a few brief introductions.

There is not much information about the Ming family, only that Ming Dailan broke off contact with the Ming family after marrying Duke Charmain.

And Parma's current aristocratic system does not have a place for the Ming family.

These thoughts just flashed in Li Qiao's mind, she didn't even look at Ming Shao, she just stood by the counter and waited for the clerk to pack the package.

Soon, the group walked into the antique lobby and circled around the Bogu shelf a few times, and someone caught Li Qiao's figure sharply.

There is no shortage of beauties in Pama, and many daughters of noble blood are even more beautiful.

Li Qiao has a slender figure, just looking at her from the back is very impressive, and standing beside her is a tall and slender Luo Yu. After a few men looked at her for a while, they began to comment greasyly.

As for that young master Ming, who was looking at an auspicious beast ornament, he raised his eyes when he heard what they said, and happened to see Li Qiao turn his head and talk to the shop assistant.

This angle reveals her delicate and beautiful side face.

Ming Shao took a deep breath, and stared at Li Qiao through the gap of the ancient shelf.

It's hard for people to ignore his overly blazing gaze.

Li Qiao swiped her card at the counter, took the packaging bag from the clerk, and when she turned around, she cast a cold look at the antique shelf.

Because of this, Ming Shao could clearly see her slightly cold face.

His heart tightened, and the auspicious beast ornament in his hand hit the ground with a bang and broke in two.

This voice attracted the attention of several other sons and shop assistants.

But Li Qiao didn't stop, and left the antique shop unhurriedly.

Ming Shao held the Bogu shelf with one hand, and looked at them with dark eyes, a trace of surprise and disbelief appeared on his rarely fluctuating expression.

Outside the antique shop, Li Qiao walked with downcast eyes and asked calmly, "Who are they?"

Luo Yu took the packing bag in her hand, "That Young Master Ming should be from the Ming family. I haven't seen the others, so he might be an ordinary young master."

"Ming Family?" Li Qiao tilted her head and raised her eyebrows.

Luo Yu nodded, "It's Mrs. Xiao's family. There are not many families with the surname of Parma Ming, and none of them are well-known. Only the Ming family who married the Shang family back then became a nobleman. If that young master Ming is really Living reclusively, it is likely to be the half-retired Parmamin family behind Mrs. Xiao."

Li Qiao pondered for a few seconds, "Why did the Ming family retire?"

"I don't know much about this. They have retired for many years." Luo Yu thought for a few seconds before explaining: "However, as far as I know, the marriage between the Ming family and the Shang family was at the top of the list. Maybe the two marriages failed. Worried about the Patriarch's attack."

For such a guess, Li Qiao was noncommittal.

If Shang Zonghai wanted to deal with the Ming family, not to mention that they were half-retired, even if they moved out of Pama, they would not be able to escape.

What's more, the Ming family is still intact up to now, and Ming Dailan remarried to the Duke's mansion again, so she has a higher reliance, would she still be afraid?

This reason does not make sense.

...

At the same time, a black Passat slowly stopped in the deep alley of the mansion in an old city guarded by the guards of the Palma Army.

In Palma, a rich country full of gold, vehicles of Passat's level are actually rare.

Either they are poor and have no money, or they are too low-key.

And the owner of this car is probably the latter.

Because he is equipped with a driver and bodyguards.

The bodyguard came out from the co-pilot, opened the rear door, covered the roof with one hand, and called out respectfully: "Third young master, the old house is here."

The man in the back seat opened his eyes, stepped out of the car, and looked at the packing bag on the seat. Inside was the auspicious animal ornament that he smashed.

This person is the third young master of the Ming family, Ming Chengxun.

Disgust appeared in his eyes, and he ordered in a calm voice, "Throw away the bag."

More than one million bought a pile of garbage.

Ming Chengxun strolled into the gate of the deep courtyard house, and went straight to the study of the current head of the Ming family without notifying the housekeeper of the time.

He knocked on the door, "Grandpa, I'm Chengxun."

In the study, it took a long time for an old voice to reply: "Come in."

Ming Chengxun pushed the door open, walked straight to the Huanghuali wood table and nodded, "Grandpa, I met someone when I went out today."

Mr. Ming was over eighty years old, with a ruddy complexion, and was flipping through a worn-out martial arts book while wearing presbyopic glasses.

Hearing Ming Chengxun's words, he narrowed his eyes, took off his reading glasses and rubbed his eyes, "Who?"

"A girl who... is very similar to the portrait in your collection."

Old Master Ming looked deeply at Ming Chengxun, with a frown on his brows, "Did you read it wrong? How similar is it?"

"It's not exactly the same, but at least seven points similar."

Old Man Ming put the martial arts book upside down on the table, with a gloomy expression, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Ming Chengxun raised his eyes hastily, and then lowered his head, "Grandpa, it's absolutely true, it's in an antique shop in Palma Shopping Plaza. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to retrieve the surveillance camera."

In the study room, there was a brief silence.

Old Master Ming stood up with an unhappy face, walked around the table slowly, and walked in front of Ming Chengxun, his old voice was very low, "Who else have you mentioned this to?"