Chapter: 49
Listening to the whispers of the crowd, Dong Yan felt unable to lift her head. She just said those words to support Qiao Anchu, but now she is really hitting her face.
The second uncle was also a little angry, and pointed to Dong Yan, "Ah, hey, don't say it, look at the daughter you educated." After that, he shook his head and was about to leave.
Dong Yan can only lower her head to respond, "Second Uncle, this is really embarrassing, I will definitely educate An Chu well when I go back. Don't blame her, she has admitted wrong now, so please forgive her and go back to this matter. Don't tell Ren Shan."
From beginning to end, Dong Yan has maintained this fake daughter.
She gritted her teeth, a little angry, "An Chu, quickly apologize to Yimo."
Since childhood, Qiao Anchu has never been ugly in front of so many people. She lowered her head and said, "Yimo, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"
She is so sincere, and Qiao Yimo shouldn't be held accountable anymore.
Just feel wronged to yourself, when this matter is over, she will find her noble self in the finals of the painting.
I saw that Qiao Yimo kept talking.
When she looked up, she realized that Qiao Yimo had been playing with her mobile phone, so she didn't even glance at her.
Qiao Anchu looked anxious, "Yimo, I just apologized to you."
"Huh?" Qiao Yimo looked up at this time, blinked, and was innocent, "Oh."
This indifferent attitude made Qiao Anchu's face all green.
"Oh, what do you mean." Qiao Anchu didn't understand, and she apologized, what else.
Qiao Yimo's red lips twitched slightly, and the delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, "That's what I accepted, but it's another matter to forgive me."
After speaking, Qiao Yimo turned around and left.
"Mom, sister, she is too careful." Qiao Anchu took Dong Yan's hand and acted like a baby.
Dong Yan was really angry this time, "But you did something wrong, you know?"
"I know mom!" Qiao Anchu lowered his head and pouted, looking so pitiful.
Dong Yan was not willing to blame her any more, "Do you have to work hard to know this summer painting competition? A chance to make up for it."
"Hmm, I see."
She must take this opportunity well so that she can raise her head to see people again.
Qiao Yimo must taste the embarrassment she had experienced before Qiao Anchu.
Qiao Yimo left the banquet and did not return home. Instead, he drove to the antique market yesterday. Genius remembers for a second
She looked at the small bloodstones in her schoolbag, and she should be able to sell them at a good price.
It was just that on the same day, Qiao Yimo met the antique market and held a monthly trade fair.
When she arrived, the fair had begun, and there was no difference between fairs in the antique market and ordinary auctions. It was just that there were real or false antiques, and the real was a profit, and the false would undoubtedly be a loss. .
The scene was very hot, and when it was about to begin, Qiao Yimo suddenly heard the old man next to him whispering, "Pharaoh, you heard that there is no such thing, this time there is Kangxi's autograph calligraphy, I don't know if it is true."
"I don't know, but I came for it, and I will have a good identification later."
Qiao Yimo listened to the people around him talking in a low voice, his mouth curled up, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes!
Kangxi autograph calligraphy?
Must see.
The host is announcing the first collection on stage, "We are bidding today for a yellow-ground enamel-painted gold gourd bottle made during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. The low price is 500 yuan. Those who are interested can come on stage to identify and then quote the price."
As soon as the host's voice fell, many Tibetan friends came to the stage one after another, and Qiao Yimo followed curiously, and saw many old people holding magnifying glasses to look at the details of the collection.
"The pattern is detailed and the colors are bright. It looks very good!" An old man looked at it with a magnifying glass.
"This is made in the Qianlong reign, if it is genuine, it would be valuable."
"Hey, look at the bottom, there is also this pattern." The old man said regretfully, "It's a pity, I thought it was a genuine product, but it turned out to be a fake." JrNovels.com
The second uncle was also a little angry, and pointed to Dong Yan, "Ah, hey, don't say it, look at the daughter you educated." After that, he shook his head and was about to leave.
Dong Yan can only lower her head to respond, "Second Uncle, this is really embarrassing, I will definitely educate An Chu well when I go back. Don't blame her, she has admitted wrong now, so please forgive her and go back to this matter. Don't tell Ren Shan."
From beginning to end, Dong Yan has maintained this fake daughter.
She gritted her teeth, a little angry, "An Chu, quickly apologize to Yimo."
Since childhood, Qiao Anchu has never been ugly in front of so many people. She lowered her head and said, "Yimo, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"
She is so sincere, and Qiao Yimo shouldn't be held accountable anymore.
Just feel wronged to yourself, when this matter is over, she will find her noble self in the finals of the painting.
I saw that Qiao Yimo kept talking.
When she looked up, she realized that Qiao Yimo had been playing with her mobile phone, so she didn't even glance at her.
Qiao Anchu looked anxious, "Yimo, I just apologized to you."
"Huh?" Qiao Yimo looked up at this time, blinked, and was innocent, "Oh."
This indifferent attitude made Qiao Anchu's face all green.
"Oh, what do you mean." Qiao Anchu didn't understand, and she apologized, what else.
Qiao Yimo's red lips twitched slightly, and the delicate eyebrows twitched slightly, "That's what I accepted, but it's another matter to forgive me."
After speaking, Qiao Yimo turned around and left.
"Mom, sister, she is too careful." Qiao Anchu took Dong Yan's hand and acted like a baby.
Dong Yan was really angry this time, "But you did something wrong, you know?"
"I know mom!" Qiao Anchu lowered his head and pouted, looking so pitiful.
Dong Yan was not willing to blame her any more, "Do you have to work hard to know this summer painting competition? A chance to make up for it."
"Hmm, I see."
She must take this opportunity well so that she can raise her head to see people again.
Qiao Yimo must taste the embarrassment she had experienced before Qiao Anchu.
Qiao Yimo left the banquet and did not return home. Instead, he drove to the antique market yesterday. Genius remembers for a second
She looked at the small bloodstones in her schoolbag, and she should be able to sell them at a good price.
It was just that on the same day, Qiao Yimo met the antique market and held a monthly trade fair.
When she arrived, the fair had begun, and there was no difference between fairs in the antique market and ordinary auctions. It was just that there were real or false antiques, and the real was a profit, and the false would undoubtedly be a loss. .
The scene was very hot, and when it was about to begin, Qiao Yimo suddenly heard the old man next to him whispering, "Pharaoh, you heard that there is no such thing, this time there is Kangxi's autograph calligraphy, I don't know if it is true."
"I don't know, but I came for it, and I will have a good identification later."
Qiao Yimo listened to the people around him talking in a low voice, his mouth curled up, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes!
Kangxi autograph calligraphy?
Must see.
The host is announcing the first collection on stage, "We are bidding today for a yellow-ground enamel-painted gold gourd bottle made during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. The low price is 500 yuan. Those who are interested can come on stage to identify and then quote the price."
As soon as the host's voice fell, many Tibetan friends came to the stage one after another, and Qiao Yimo followed curiously, and saw many old people holding magnifying glasses to look at the details of the collection.
"The pattern is detailed and the colors are bright. It looks very good!" An old man looked at it with a magnifying glass.
"This is made in the Qianlong reign, if it is genuine, it would be valuable."
"Hey, look at the bottom, there is also this pattern." The old man said regretfully, "It's a pity, I thought it was a genuine product, but it turned out to be a fake." JrNovels.com
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