Chapter 1192

Tang Jian grabs her wrist, glances at the vase fragments beside her feet, and says casually: "in the Qing Dynasty, the porcelain of Yongzheng period has a market value of 800000."

Mu Mian's face turned white: "what What? "

"The vase you just broke has a market value of 800000. How are you going to pay for it?"

Mu Mian's legs are a little soft, and the 800000 vases are placed in this corridor. Are rich people so wayward?

She said with a slightly flattering smile: "young master Tang Er, I I'm still a student. I had some performances before, and I had a little savings, but they were all used to compensate for the breach of contract of the Municipal Arts and crafts troupe. Now I really can't give you so much money. Look, can you give me some time and I'll pay you back slowly. "

Tang Jian's smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "either pay 800 thousand within three days, or you can go with me to the Western-style house on the Bank of Huangpu River for dinner the day after tomorrow. You can choose by yourself."

Mu Mian was angry and trembled his finger: "don't Tang Er Shao feel that he is forcing a good man to become a prostitute? Can you do this by virtue of your own power and power? "

Tang Jian casually opened her finger: "to force a good man into a prostitute? play the gangster? I feel that I am just and fair, handle affairs according to law, and convince people with reason. "

Mu Mian glanced at the debris on the ground: "I don't believe this pile of debris is worth 800000."

Tang Ji'an is indifferent: "you can let the cultural relics experts to do an appraisal. I don't care. There are no less than 100000 pieces of cultural relics in my family."

Mu Mian was desperate: "well, I'll go and pay you back."

Tang Jian was a little surprised. She would rather pay 800 thousand yuan than accompany him to the family dinner. Is she really so disliked?

Just as he was stunned, Mu Mian broke free of his hand and ran away in a hurry.

As soon as Mu Mian left, Ji Huaiyan came over. Tang Ji'an touched his face and asked Ji Huaiyan, "am I getting old these two years?"

Ji Huaiyan said with a smile: "how can you suddenly have no confidence in your appearance? You're only twenty-six. Why are you old? "

Tang Ji'an frowned and couldn't understand.

Song jiayangfang, late at night, song ran does not sleep well. Maybe it is because of her first pregnancy and Gu Jingxing's sudden departure from Haicheng. She is a little uneasy. In her sleep, she frowns tightly and her dream is chaotic

She saw a man running, a woman. The huge gasp made her feel flustered and her scalp numb. She saw the dream from a God's perspective.

She saw a group of people chasing a woman, and the woman suddenly turned back. She saw that the woman was Yu Jin. Yu Jin was pale, with blood stains on her mouth, and ran forward barefoot.

Suddenly, a gun shot, Yu Jin fell to the ground in a pool of blood

Song ran suddenly wakes up, reaches out his hand to cover his chest and gasps violently.

She had such a dream for the second time. When she did it before, she ran away with her sister. Looking back, she saw Yu Jin lying in a pool of blood.

She did not know what the dream represented, but she knew that her heart was shaking violently when she saw Yu Jin Die.

This kind of thing is the most mysterious thing in the world, even if she did not grow up with that woman, even if she had resentment against her.

You can see that when she encounters an accident, her heart is instinctively painful.

She reached out to wipe her face, and found tears on her cheek, which were probably tears from sleeping.