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Chapter 12

Reward of Peach

Author: Yapi Wine Fairy

Reward of Peach

"Uncle Xiao, I was framed!"

Tang Wanrou placed her hope on Xiao Guozhen.

The current emergencies were unexpected by Xiao Guozhen.

Tang Wanrou brought it to him. Although the Xiao family and the Tang family ancestors had a friendship, Lan Xi was the only hope to cure Xiao Mochi. He naturally could clearly distinguish which one was more important.

Xiao Guozhen's eyebrows rose and said to Lan Xi and the others with apologies: "I didn't expect such an unpleasant thing to happen. Xiaorou, why don't you apologize!"

When Xiao Guozhen saw that Tang Wanrou was still standing there, he could only lower his head and sigh, hurriedly said goodbye, and turned around and walked outward.

Tang Wanrou bit her lower lip and shouted unwillingly: "Brother Mochi."

Xiao Mochi lowered his eyes and shouted coldly: "Get out!"

An unprecedented shame came.

Before leaving, Tang Wanrou's eyes were like sharp swords, and she swears to kill this bitch!

When Tang Wanrou's figure disappeared from sight, Lan Xi's previous weakness and grievances disappeared instantly.

"Master Xiao San, are your peach blossoms so prosperous before?"

Xiao Mochi's eyes were deep, he looked straight into Lan Xi's eyes, and said two words calmly: "No."

"If not, then there is no."

Lan Xi curled his lips, as long as he doesn't make things difficult for him in the future.

Suddenly, she took a breath and was picked up by Xiao Mochi unexpectedly.

"Master Xiao San, what are you doing?"

Lan Xi was alert, his muscles were tight, and he stared at the man intently.

"Send you back to your room."

Lan Xi's sharp red ear seemed to be dripping bleeding, and his hands were clenched into fists and felt a little at a loss.

Her heart tightened, and the sick man was not sick yet, so how could he have so much strength to pick her up? No, she doesn't want to be thrown down.

"Let me go, I can leave myself!"

Xiao Mochi seemed to have not heard her speak, and his feet kept stopping.

The girl in her arms was very light, and he didn't dare to hold her hands too tightly, for fear that it would hurt the girl if she tightened her a little more.

"Did you hear me?"

“Be quiet.”

The voice was low and magnetic, and it was exciting. Lan Xi nodded, why did he want her to be quiet? She had to be obedient.

A blush flew on her cheeks, and her eyes flashed with fierce eyes.

"Xiao Mochi! Put me down!"

Xiao Mochi turned a deaf ear to him.

Finally arrived at the room, Xiao Mochi placed the person gently on the bed.

"Put the sleeves up and I'll take a look."

The two of them had a confrontation, and Lan Xi's eyes were stubborn, so she would not obey a man's words.

Xiao Mochi could only shake his head helplessly and sigh, he was really childish.

Despite Lan Xi's opposition, she rolled up her sleeves, a piece of blue-purple on her elbows and a broken skin, and a piece of dark blue on her knees was inevitable.

A hint of heartache flashed in Xiao Mochi's eyes, and he squatted in front of the girl and said seriously: "This way of killing one thousand enemies is too stupid, don't use it in the future."

She raised her bright little face without any concern and gave Xiao Mochi a blank look. It turned out that he knew it.

It seemed as if she was willing to hurt herself. If it weren't for the situation, the person who was being framed now would be her!

"Tang Wanrou plotted against me, can't I fight back?"

Feeling Lan Xi's displeasure, Xiao Mochi hurriedly explained: "I don't mean that, I just don't want you to be hurt."

His tone was gentle and his eyes were full of concern.

Xiao Mochi walked out of the room and came back again and had an extra medicine box in his hand.

"No need to apply medicine, it will be fine in a few days."

Lan Xi had never seen such a persistent person before, and she said no, Xiao Mochi insisted on applying medicine to her. Seeing that he looked serious, her heart was touched by something.

"what's on your mind?"

One sentence brought her back to reality.

"Why are you so kind to me?"

The man paused his hand when he packed the medicine box, "You detoxify me, I can be considered a reward for my love."

Lan Xi stretched his eyebrows and nodded suddenly, saying that he had a conscience.

In the afternoon, on Dijing Antique Street, the street extends to the east and west sides, with various classical shops on both sides, and there are many vendors squatting on the ground in the open space on both sides of the street.

Lan Xi was walking casually on the street with a cloth bag in his hand, his eyes stopped on a standing handwritten sign: high-priced recycling of antiques, jade artifacts, calligraphy and paintings.

Following the sign, she looked up and saw a golden plaque hanging in the store: Jubaozhai

She felt relieved in her heart. She walked straight into the store. The shop was not big, and the furnishings were simple. There were five or six calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and a few pieces of porcelain were placed on three or four cabinets.

A middle-aged man was lying on a transparent display cabinet with a magnifying glass, carefully examining the landscape paintings on the cabinet.

Lan Xi called out, "Boss."

Hearing this, the man stood up. He pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Do you collect items here?"

"Cake it!"

The boss walked out from behind the display cabinet and enthusiastically welcomed Lan Xi to the tea table and brewed a pot of tea.

From time to time, he swept over the cloth bag beside the girl.

The cloth bag was opened, and Lan Xi placed the lion-shaped pottery inside on the tea table.

"Boss, how do you take this?"

The boss immediately put down what he had in his hand, picked up the pottery and measured it carefully, looking very serious.

Not long after, his eyes were lit and his face was full of joy. Perhaps he noticed the gaze on the other side, and he tried hard to calm down his excitement.

Looking at the small part of the faded paintings on it, a hint of regret flowed out in the boss's eyes. If this part is complete, the collection value will be higher, but it is rare to retain the eight-point appearance.

The boss made up his mind and carefully placed the pottery on the tea table.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his left hand and made a gesture of one.

"Ten million."

Lan Xi rubbed the teacup in her hand. She had learned about the market online. The price the boss said was indeed very pertinent.

"make a deal."

Putting down the teacup in his hand, Lan Xi responded readily.

"Okay, if you have any good items to take action in the future, remember to come here to find me first. My Jin Guangyuan shop is a century-old shop on Antique Street. It is passed down from ancestors and the price is absolutely fair!"

Jin Guangyuan grinned and smiled. His ancestors had been operating the antique industry for three generations and never deceived customers. He was kind to others, so people on the street also had a high opinion of him.

"I don't know what the distinguished guest is called?"

"My surname is Lan."

"Oh, this surname is rare, haha."

Jin Guangyuan smiled heartily, stood up quickly and took out a card from behind the counter.

"This is ten million. If Miss Lan is worried, she will walk five meters eastward and there is an automatic deposit and withdrawal machine, you can check it."

Lan Xi took the card from the boss and smiled happily.

"Dad, I'm back!"

A young man in his twenties came in at the door, and his hair was dyed gray-green.

Jin Guangyuan came to the young man and scolded, "I came back when I came back, shouting, "I shouted, didn't you see any guests?"

The young man then saw a girl sitting by the tea table. His eyebrows moved and he touched his chin. Why did this back look familiar?

"Boss, then I'll say goodbye first."

Lan Xi stood up and said goodbye to the boss and went out directly.

(End of this chapter)
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