"Come to see me? Are you here to search for my antiques? Hahahaha..."
Dong Qingfeng burst out laughing after saying this.
Although he said this, Dong Qingfeng didn't mind at all, and quickly said: "I just bought a batch of new antiques a few days ago, and some of them are quite interesting. If you like them, take them."
"Why is this so embarrassing?"
Tang Ling was slightly shy and said coyly.
"Hey, what's the point of a family talking about two different languages? I don't have a few more years to live. If I don't give you my things, do I have to wait until I die and take them to the coffin?"
Dong Qingfeng didn't care about avoiding taboos and directly said what was in his heart.
But Tang Ling couldn't help but said quickly: "Uncle Dong, please don't talk nonsense, you can still live for many years!"
"It's just your sweet mouth."
Dong Qingfeng was so happy that he couldn't even close his mouth with laughter.
The guests seemed to know Tang Ling and came over to say hello.
"It turns out to be Miss Tang. Miss Tang, you haven't been to Mr. Dong's antique shop for a long time."
"It's been a few months since I last saw you. What have you been busy with recently? Are you helping your father with his business?"
"You're a girl, don't get involved in the weapons business. That's not a job for girls. Come to Mr. Dong's place more often when you have time. This store will be yours sooner or later."
So many people were saying polite words that Tang Ling didn't know how to respond.
Lin Xiao watched from the sidelines, and only now did he realize that Tang Ling was so popular.
At this moment, Dong Qingfeng suddenly looked towards Lin Xiao.
"Girl, this is..."
"Oh, he is my friend, his surname is Lin."
Tang Ling was worried that Lin Xiao's identity would be exposed and frighten Dong Qingfeng and the guests here, so she only mentioned his surname but not his full name.
Lin Xiao didn't care, nodded lightly and said: "Just call me Mr. Lin."
"Haha, Mr. Lin, what is your relationship with Lingling?"
Dong Qingfeng asked straight to the point.
This old guy is really direct when he speaks!
Couldn't you be a little polite?
However, Lin Xiao didn't particularly care. He glanced at the people around him, then looked at Dong Qingfeng, and said very calmly: "I'm just Miss Tang's friend, a very ordinary friend."
"Oh, are they just ordinary friends? I thought she finally fell in love with someone."
Dong Qingfeng burst out laughing.
Tang Ling's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes looking at Lin Xiao were a little shy.
"Uncle Dong, please stop talking nonsense. Why does Mr. Lin like me? Let's not talk about this. Uncle Dong, didn't my father give you an ancient bronze sword before? That ancient bronze sword
Are the fragments of the sword still there?"
Tang Ling asked instead. She didn't want to dwell on the issue of Lin Xiao's identity, nor did she want to dwell on the issue of her relationship with Lin Xiao.
After all, the more you talk, the easier it is to reveal your truth.
And she was worried that the words of Uncle Dong and other guests would make Lin Xiao dissatisfied.
She knew Lin Xiao quite well and knew that Lin Xiao was not the kind of person who liked making noise.
"You came to see me because you are just a drunkard and don't care about drinking...Why, your father wants you to take back the fragments of the ancient bronze sword? Why is your father so stingy and wants to take back the things he gave away?