Chapter 35 [012] Well, I'll Wait for You

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When Yang Qing saw the 500,000 check, he was so frightened that he almost fell off the hospital bed.

"Song... Sir, this... can't be true, is it?" His hands holding the check trembled, and he asked cautiously.

Seeing Yang Qing, Song Xuan was a little disappointed.

The man in front of him was thin, prudent and weak. He looked like a typical rural peasant. Looking at him, he didn't look like he was pretending to be stupid. of.

"Mr. Yang, this is true. It was earned by little sister Zimei Tao antiques." Song Xuan looked at Yang Zimei who was standing beside him, and suddenly had an illusion that he was standing beside him was a mature woman who was calm and relaxed.

When he blinked, what he saw was still just a five-year-old girl with a cute baby flower head and big eyes.

When his heart met her pupils, it suddenly jumped strongly, producing some kind of strange emotion, which made his heart tighten.

He didn't understand where his emotions came from, and he said unconsciously, "Mr. Yang, I like your daughter very much. I want to win love and keep her by my side, and follow me to learn antiques. I don't know if I will agree?"

"Ah?" Yang Qing looked at him in surprise. He also knows Song Xuan's identity, because every time he comes to City A, he also likes to go to the antique market to see what's new and join in the fun.

Mo Xuan is the largest antique shop in City A. Song Xuan is not only the boss, but also an appraiser trusted and respected by the antique industry.

Such a big man actually wants to take his daughter as a disciple?

Yang Zimei was also very surprised.

In the last life, he didn't even glance at himself. On the contrary, she often set up a stall while watching him lower his head to appraise the objects seriously, and felt that this middle-aged uncle was very stable and elegant.

Of course, he is not a middle-aged uncle now, because time goes back 23 years, and Song Xuan is only about 30 years old.

From the perspective of her 28-year-old woman, this man is really good, especially when he lowers his head and concentrates on the identification.

Seeing that the antiques industry is so profitable, she also wants to learn. Although she can see the quality of antiques, she does not understand their value and origin. If she wants to get involved in the antiques industry, she must master them.

It's just that she hasn't fully grasped Master's metaphysics yet, and she doesn't know if the fate of her family's ruin can be changed after half a year.

She didn't want to leave her parents' side for too long when she didn't get through that disaster completely, so she said to Song Xuan with a grateful tone, "Mr. Song, thank you very much for your love for me, and I want to follow along too. Learn more by your side, but I hope this time will be a year from now."

Song Xuan listened to her mature and old-fashioned words, looked at her with black eyes for a while, and nodded, "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

When he said "I'm waiting for you", his eyes, his tone, and his expression were as if he were speaking to a lover, with some kind of affectionate focus.

This made Yang Zimei's heart, hidden under her five-year-old body, an older young woman who had not experienced true love, jump slightly, and her ears turned red.

Seeing the lovely blushing on her jade-like face, Song Xuan couldn't help reaching out his hand, rubbing her soft black hair, and said again, "Well, I'll wait for you!"

Yang Zimei blushed even more, and dodged his hand.

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