Chapter 52 [005] Beauty Is Like Jade

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She looked into the store again.

In the last life, since Song Xuan got married, his wife often sat next to him, watching his appraisal, and then listened carefully to his knowledge of antiques. The two looked harmonious and enviable. .

At least in the last life, Yang Zimei envied his wife for marrying such a good husband.

Now he has not found his wife, and she looks at his face and finds that he is actually single, showing that he is unmarried and childless.

what happened? Has the trajectory of his destiny also changed?

She stood in the back line and waited for about nine people before it was her turn.

When Song Xuan saw a slender, delicate, flawless hand stretched out in front of him, like white porcelain, he was stunned slightly, feeling something, he hurriedly raised his head, and saw a man in a white dress, with an extremely delicate face and lips. The fifteen-year-old girl with a bright smile stood slim in front of him, his heart seemed to be stimulated, first paused, then beat violently.

is her! It's really her!

From the cinnabar between her brows, he clearly recognized her.

Although he looks a little different from when he was a child, the look between his eyebrows and the agility of his pupils are something no one else can have.

He, who had always been calm and comfortable, was no longer calm, and his quiet eyes lit up with waves of ecstasy, almost sweeping Yang Zimei over.

"Zi Mei, you're here!" He suppressed his excitement, his tone was calm and low, as if he was asking about a friend who had only met after a long absence.

Hearing his words, Yang Zimei's heart also passed a trace of warmth and emotion.

He really remembered himself and recognized himself at a glance!

"I'm sorry, I missed the appointment for ten years." She said guiltily.

"It's good if you can come!" Song Xuan stood up and clasped his fists at the people who were waiting in line for appraisal, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have a distinguished guest, and today's appraisal is so far, please come back tomorrow. ."

The people in the line behind looked disappointed, and even if they wanted to scold, they only dared to slander in their hearts.

Before he did the identification for himself, it was not okay to offend others. If he went to other places for identification, firstly, the cost would be high, and secondly, the identification level might not be as high as Song Xuan's.

Only left unhappy.

"Zimei, sit on the second floor." Song Xuan instructed his clerk to pack up and take Yang Zimei to the second floor.

The furnishings on the second floor are antique, the furniture is quaint mahogany furniture, a few plates of orchids are planted, and the tea set on the coffee table is made of high-quality purple sand.

Yang Zimei glanced around and found that most of the objects in his place had a sense of materiality, even the pen holder with the brush in it was an antique.

Really rich!

Yang Zimei sighed inwardly.

Song Xuan asked her to sit down and brewed Kung Fu tea for her in a Zisha pot, the tea was Dahongpao.

He made the tea in one go, with a calm demeanor and graceful movements, making Yang Zimei look as if he was enjoying an art performance.

"Zi Mei, please have some tea."

Yang Zimei picked up the cup and saw that the soup was bright orange and yellow, the leaves were red and green, and the aroma was fragrant with orchid fragrance. Just smelling it was enough to make people feel relaxed and happy.

She took a small sip, and the warm touch on the tip of her tongue made her feel like she was in a room of chili orchid, and her teeth and cheeks were fragrant.

Looking at the way she was drinking tea with her head down, Song Xuan thought of a word: Beauty is like jade.

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