Chapter 47

"I have nightmares." Shen Qianshu bowed his head. It was really a nightmare, a nightmare that made her exhausted. She experienced it once when the child died, and once again when the children's painting was critically ill.

She has always been an optimistic and positive person, and those sad past events are always buried in the depths of memory, unwilling to dig.

"Nightmare will cry so miserably? Do you think I'm an idiot? Shame who?"

Shen Qianshu was stunned and thought of the sentence of children's painting. Who should be humiliated?

Enigmatic similar tone.

"I dreamed... When my brother died."

Yeling instantly lost his voice. Shen Qianshu leaned against the sofa, slightly bent his legs, and his feet squirmed uneasily. Yeling was silent, with a heavy pressure. Yeling's eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"If you have another one, he will come back." Yeling said faintly, "I reluctantly agree with you to have a son, but... Sir, little princess."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Yeling looked at her. Her skin was white, with a little pink, her chin was pointed, and her eyes were red. She looked very pitiful. It was tempting to hold the world to coax her happy, and she realized that she had this idea.

Yeling frowns, are you stupid?

She didn't give you a little princess. Give her the whole world of shit.

"Sir, don't you... Go home?" Shen Qianshu looked at the clock in the living room. It was two o'clock in the morning.

"Are you chasing me?"

"How dare I?"

You are the uncle, you are the emperor Lao Tzu, who dares to offend you?

Yeling's deep and quiet eyes fell on her curled legs. Shen Qianshu was very nervous, and slightly shrunk back, revealing a pair of small and white feet. Yeling's eyes suddenly deepened. Shen Qianshu followed his eyes and looked at his little feet. His face became hot like an explosion, and hurriedly dragged over the pillow and covered his feet.

"Hide what hide?" Yeling scolds.

Shen Qianshu said, "if you saw my little feet in ancient times, you would marry me."

What are you looking at?

"I'll marry you after seeing my feet. Thank you."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

"Are you sick, cheating on marriage?"

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Shen Qianshu, who was cheated into marriage, stared at the crazy bully's cool Yeling in a daze.

Who on earth is sick?

Yeling left angrily, and Shen Qianshu was greatly relieved.

The next day, linxiaojuan came to pick up the children's painting to shoot the advertisement early in the morning. Shen Qianshu went to the company after sleeping for an hour. When she went to the company, the chief inspector LV Fangzhou handed over a copy of the information to Shen Qianshu.

"Qian Shu, you and Qiu Xiang went to guchunyuan today to collect samples and materials of Caibao. I heard that a group of Caibao with excellent counterfeiting entered guchunyuan." Lu Fangzhou is a very strict chief inspector, and he can learn a lot from his work.

"OK." Chen Qiuxiang arrived at the company earlier than Qian Shu and has gone to guchunyuan.

Guchunyuan is a hodgepodge market of jewelry and antiques in city a, surrounded by auctions and pawnshops. There are a lot of counterfeits here, but there are also very cheap treasures. The key is to know what you want.

A few years ago, Shen Qianshu still liked to come to guchunyuan, but now there are fewer.

Taobao can't find good things.

The price of genuine products soared.

Fake looks fake, just cheating some tourists.

As soon as Shen Qianshu came downstairs, he saw Li Zhiyuan, waited downstairs, looked at her with a smile, waved to her, and Shen Qianshu walked over.

"Mr. Li..."