Chapter 511 Song Xuan Is in Trouble

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"Your boyfriend? Wasn't that handsome boy your boyfriend last time?"

Yang Zimei knew that they were talking about Min Gang, looked back at Long Zhutian nervously, and found that his face was indeed full of jealousy, and hurriedly explained: "You are wrong, it's just my classmate, not my boyfriend, this is the my boyfriend."

After speaking, she took Long Zhutian's hand and put her head on his shoulder.

Long Zhutian's eyes became much warmer, and he put his arms around her waist to show his ownership.

"Niuniu, what are you doing? Openly cuddling with a man?"

Grandpa's roar came from the side.

Yang Zimei was startled, looked over, and saw his grandfather with a dark face, poking his cane, and his beard was shaking with anger, much like a goat.

Yang Zimei was so frightened that she hurriedly distanced herself from Long Zhutian and called out embarrassingly, "Grandpa, why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?"

Yang Bai came out and stared at Long Zhutian with wide eyes.

Long Zhutian's eyes swept away, and he immediately turned his face to Yang Zimei in fright, and said excitedly: "Niuniu, how old are you? Just make a boyfriend? Did they come for your money? Don't be like that. The childish deceived!"

Yang Zimei was sweating, this was really grandpa's normal thinking, and he thought of money when he thought about it.

"Grandpa, they are richer than me."

Yang Zimei said with sweat.

"Richer than you?"

When Yang Bai heard this, his eyes immediately lit up. He looked at Long Zhutian up and down, and found that his temperament was really not that of an ordinary child, "Which rich family's child is he?"

"grandfather--"

Yang Zimei frowned, "Don't ask any more, uh, it's two thousand yuan, pick it up and buy something. Just pretend you didn't see me today."

Yang Bai took the money and was overjoyed, but he hummed and said, "You want to send me for two thousand yuan? I'll tell your dad to listen and see what he has to say about you."

"Grandpa, if you dare tell my parents, I won't give you a dime of change in the future."

To deal with grandfather, Yang Zimei is no longer as unconditional obedience as before, and she also knows that his weakness lies in money.

When Yang Bo heard it, he was really shocked, and he squeezed the two thousand yuan and said, "Okay, I won't say it, you can rest assured, anyway, it's a rich man, just love it early."

After speaking, he left quickly, worried that Yang Zimei would regret it, and took the money back.

Looking at the back of Grandpa leaving, Yang Zimei shook his head helplessly, and ran to Mo Xuan with Long Zhutian.

Before he came to Mo Xuan, he saw a large group of people in front of him, making noises.

She walked over and found that several people in industrial and commercial uniforms were questioning Song Xuan, and the people around were also talking.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that this Song Xuan would actually buy a fake with a stern look. It's a waste of our usual trust in him. I really doubt that his so-called free appraisal is also fake, and he wants to take personal gain from it."

"That's right. Everyone used to say that buying antiques at Moxuan is 100% authentic. I didn't expect that half of them were fakes. It's really black-hearted to use our trust in him to make money."

"I have to go back quickly to see if the jade pendant I bought here is a fake."

"I'll go back and have a look!"

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Listening to these discussions, I saw the embarrassed and anxious expression on Song Xuan's elegant and gentle face, and he was constantly explaining what the businessmen were saying.

But people turned a deaf ear, just kept asking questions.

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