Hua Sheng has been tangled up for a long time, and always feels that it will be a bit demeaning to do so. Although she didn't do it herself, she was behind the scenes after all.

Can turn around and think again, Zhang Qian this woman's conduct is not good, three views are not right, for money interests to seduce the husband of a woman, but also play a trick to conceive a child.

It's good to teach such a woman a lesson by destroying her family and wearing a green hat for her original wife.

So Hua Sheng wants to come and go, and decides to let Chuntao disclose the news to Hua Feng.

As for how Hua Feng and Hua Qing do it, that's what they do. If they can tolerate it, they won't move Zhang Qian any more.

After all, let her do it by herself. She can't do it. She's not so cruel.

And Hua Lin and Hua Zhi do not know the whole story from beginning to end. Hua Sheng didn't plan to tell them either.

This kind of thing is disgraceful in itself. The less we know, the better. And Hua Lin is still ill. Knowing this is also a psychological burden.

After Chuntao received the order of the young lady, she went out quietly to do it.

Hua Sheng copied Buddhist scriptures at home, hoping to accumulate some Yin and virtue for what she did today. After all, she believed in the reincarnation of cause and effect.

At noon, ginkgo called, very worried, said that the store came to a big customer.

Hua Sheng's small shops are almost deserted, so she was surprised to hear that there were big customers.

So I drove to the secret antique shop - you are the one.

Hua Sheng left in a hurry, wearing only a camel cashmere coat, not even a hat.

There was still light snow outside. When she came in, her hair was still covered with snow. It was very artistic.

"That's it, miss." Ginkgo whispered.

Hua Sheng takes a look at the man sitting there drinking tea. He is in his forties, wearing a black coat, and he is not an ordinary person.

"Hello, sir. I'm the owner of this shop. What can I do for you?"

Hua Sheng took the initiative to walk over. The man got up and was very polite. "Well, our little master, I bought a fan here before and thought it was very well made. So let me see what else is good. Take one or two back. I just glanced at it. There are not many varieties, and There are few high-quality products. Are you temporarily out of stock or Hide the good things and don't sell them? "

Hua Sheng raises his mouth slightly after listening. I'm afraid that he's here to buy something good. It's really Big customers.

"Is that the man who took the fan last time? She does have a good eye, but I'm curious about what she wants to buy. There are many kinds of antiques. At least one kind is needed, so I can do your business. "

"My little Lord likes painting, drinking and reciting poems and inscriptions, so if you have a picture, a wine glass, a brush or a pen holder, we are all interested in it. Money is not a problem."

"Let me see."

Hua Sheng turns to sit on the chair, takes up the tea cup and ponders while drinking.

"Gingko, open that box. There is an inkstone in it. Show it to this gentleman."

"Yes, miss." Gingko took the key from the lady's hand, went to the corner, opened an old box, and took out the ashless inkstone.

"If the lady of your family likes it, she can take it back to have a try."

"How to sell it?" That man doesn't seem to know much about the goods, so he can ask about the price.

"Since she's a regular customer, I'll give her an affordable price of 150000 yuan."

Ginkgo in a side of the mouth, thought that the original hot broken inkstone valuable?

"Can I take a picture of my little Lord and ask her what she means?"

"Please." Hua Sheng is also good at talking.

Then the man took a picture and sent it to him. After receiving another call, he turned it back. "Our little Lord said he bought it. Would you like to swipe the card or transfer it with the bank?"

"Oh? Does she like the pictures very much? " Hua Sheng is also curious about this unknown guest.