Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Although it is said that life is like a play, if she, as an actor, loses her only audience, is there any need for her to continue acting?

"What did you do?" Duanmu Baolian asked.

"I..." Duan Muze didn't know how to answer this question at all.

"Well, let me ask this, what did Feng Tang do?" Duanmu Baolian asked, if Feng Tang hadn't done anything excessive, Duanmu Ze wouldn't have called Feng Tang.

"He sent people to sneak into Shanhai County." Duan Muze thought for a while, but couldn't help but say.

"Heh..." Duanmu Baolian chuckled and asked, "How do you know it's his, not the doctor?"

"I called the doctor, but the doctor denied it." Duan Muze said, "I also suspected that it was someone from Ximen Mingyue, but I finally found out that someone had entered the mirage, and I began to suspect it was him."

Duanmu Baolian knew that the doctor has always done things neatly, he is what he is, he will not deny it, and if he is not, he is not. In fact, it is the most refreshing to cooperate with such a person.

Of course, the doctor will occasionally cast shadows on people. For example, the Seventh Uncle of the Yuan family is said to have been shadowed by him, making people not human, and ghosts not ghosts.

"Why must he be the one who entered the mirage?" Duanmu Baolian asked with a frown.

This time, Duan Muze didn't say anything, because apart from his family, only Feng Tang could do it. Doctors can do it too, but they need to follow the correct path and open the mirage before they can enter.

"Baolian, you can ask Feng Tang!" Duan Muze shook his head, and he didn't know where to start with the following words.

"Okay, Dad, don't blacklist me all the time, I can pretend to be confused and know nothing." Duanmu Baolian said, "But I need to hear your voice."

"Okay!" Duan Muze agreed.

This time, Duanmu Baolian was very talkative and didn't ask anything. Ever since Duanmu Baolian asked him about the fairy picture last time, he was very worried.

Since there is no way to answer, the only way is to hide from her.

The phone had already been hung up, Duanmu Baolian leaned back on the chair and stared blankly for a while.

"Baolian, boss..." Xia Ying came over and asked, "Are you still resting?"

"I'm going to sleep now." Duanmu Baolian stood up and suddenly smiled.

"What's wrong?" Xia Ying was baffled by her smile. In theory, their little boss should be unhappy today, but why is she smiling so happily at this time?

"Nothing." Duanmu Baolian said with a smile, "I just feel—"

"What do you feel?" Xia Ying was puzzled.

"My way is not alone!" Duanmu Baolian said while bouncing upstairs and back to her room, she closed the door directly and called out the golden plum bug.

"Meow meow!" The golden plum bug crawled out from its nails, flapped its wings, raised its little paw, and called, "Master, I want to complain to you."

"You're a worm, why do you want to meow?" Duanmu Baolian grabbed the golden plum worm and shouted, "Say, what are you going to complain about?"

"As a great treasure worm, I also have worm rights. You can't imprison me for no reason." The golden plum worm began to protest, why did it encounter such an unscrupulous master.When the owner hadn't learned the technique of prohibiting insects, he pitifully begged her to teach her various secret techniques, well, it taught her.