"Puts and pans and these beddings. There is a vintage goods at the intersection in a while. You can sell them for some money. As for these clothes and shoes, you have to wear them again, so you can take them back."

Yi Jinli looked at the clothes and shoes that Ling was still going to bring with him, all of which were old clothes. Although some of the clothes seemed to have good texture, they were all written about passing away and even the colors were old.

Yi Jinli knew that these clothes should be the ones she had before she was imprisoned.

But he didn't say much. After all, even if he really wanted to spend money on her and wanted to replace all the old things of her with good and new ones, he still had to do it step by step.

He was afraid that if he was too hasty, he would scare her. After all, she finally took off her guard little by little in front of him.

"Or you wait for me here, and I'll be back in a while." Ling Yiran said, as if he had picked up the packed pots, pans and bedding to the intersection to find the old goods.

As a result, Yi Jinli took the things first, "I'll do it, you open the door."

"Oh." She responded quickly, then walked to the door and opened it.

Yi Jinli just carried the bundles of pots and pans in one hand, and carried the bedding in the other hand, and walked out of the door directly.

Ling Yiran quickly closed the door again and followed Yi Jinli's footsteps.

"Or, I'm the same as I'm fine, anyway, I'm empty." Ling Yiran said. After all, she felt a little embarrassed when she looked at him with both compulsiveness and resistance.

"No, just lead the way." He said.

And when he said this, his attitude was quite firm.

Ling still had no choice but to lead the way first, but her eyes would occasionally turn to Yi Jinli.

He looks a bit like a migrant worker rushing home during the Spring Festival travel rush, but he is wearing a suit and tie, and with that beautiful face that is both angry with the gods, it simply forms a strong contrast.

I guess he never looked like this before.

Finally, when he arrived at the intersection, Ling still saw the man who usually collected old goods in the community, so he stepped forward and said, "Uncle, I have some pots, pans and old quilts, do you collect them here?"

"Cake it." The old man grinned.

But when the old man saw Yi Jinli, who was shining with those "old goods", he was really stunned.

While counting the old man, he muttered, and then pulled Ling Yiran to the side and whispered, "I said, little girl, don't be fooled. This man sometimes dresses well and looks good, but it doesn't mean he is really good. This man is just a shiny person. If he is really rich, he would not have asked you to sell the old man for a few dollars. He had already asked you to throw all these things away."

Ling Yiran knew that the old man was also thinking about her, so he said, "He is my boyfriend, uh, I know him quite well." Think about it, she knew very well, at least she had seen Yi Jinli's family background, personality, where to live, and his family - that old man.

Although the experience of meeting Mr. Yi is definitely not a good thing.

The old man sighed, obviously thinking that Ling is still the kind of person who is deeply fascinated and can't even pull him back.

A bunch of old goods, Ling Yiran finally sold 100 yuan. He took the money from the old man, and she and Yi Jinli walked towards the rental house.

"What did the old man say to you just now?" he asked suddenly, obviously seeing the old man pulling her and whispering.
Chapter completed!