There are always bad guys trying to rob my husband

Chapter 147 Your old man wants to live forever and is crazy

"It's getting late, we should go back." Duan Muxiu pulled her hand away and turned around.

"Yeah." Xiahou Xiyue nodded, and when she turned around, a bright light flashed across her eyes. She reached out to wipe her eyes, and looked at the place where the light was shining, but saw the grass by the river. In the pile, there is something like a mirror, and the light is reflected from it.

"What should I do?" Just as Duanmuxiu was about to reach out and pick her up to leave, he found that her gaze fell on a certain point. Following her gaze, he found a dirty bronze mirror.

"Master, that seems to be a bronze mirror." Xiahou Xiyue hopped over on one foot and picked up the bronze mirror. When her hand touched the mirror, her fingertips suddenly went numb like an electric shock, and her heart jumped. There was an inexplicable feeling, the mirror flickered a few times in the sun, and soon the copper color returned, she held the mirror, looked at it carefully, and said with some surprise, "This is an antique bronze mirror. "

"Antiques?" How could there be antiques in this kind of place?Even if there is, it's not her turn to be so lucky to pick it up. Duanmuxiu looked at the bronze mirror she mentioned with some doubts, why did he think that bronze mirror was weird.

"Yes, I have learned some techniques of identifying antiques before. I am sure that this bronze mirror is an antique at all, and it is also an antique with a long history. It is very valuable." Xiahou Xiyue wiped the stains on it with her sleeve , A smile of Xiyue appeared on his face.

"It's better to throw away this kind of unknown thing." Duanmuxiu said with a frown, unable to express how he felt in his heart.

"What? This antique is priceless at first glance. You told me to throw it away, no way." Xia Hou Xiyue immediately put the bronze mirror in her arms, treating it as a treasure.

"Isn't it just a broken mirror, how much is it worth?" Duan Muxiu said disapprovingly.

"Master, you have collected so many antiques, don't you know how to identify antiques?" Xia Hou Xiyue looked at him in surprise, she thought he knew something about antiques, after all, the antique she smashed was There are quite a few.

"Who stipulates that those who collect antiques must know how to identify antiques?" He put those antiques there, just to look good.

"Sure enough, the young master doesn't understand antiques at all. Aren't you afraid that you might buy fakes?" Any one of those antiques costs hundreds of thousands. It's not worth it.

"If everyone knows how to identify antiques, why do you need antique appraisers?" Duanmuxiu said disdainfully as he had no interest in stealing other people's jobs.

"So that's how it is." No wonder he doesn't know how to identify antiques, and he can still collect so many genuine ones. It turned out that they were all authenticated by others.

"Are you sure you want to take it back?" Duan Muxiu pointed to the bronze mirror in her arms.

"Of course, this is an antique I picked up." It's hers now, and no one can take it away.

"In that case, as you like." It seems that she is really interested in that bronze mirror, and Duan Muxiu no longer hinders her, but she feels faintly uneasy in her heart, as if that mirror is not an auspicious thing.

"Thank you, master." Who said the master is a cold-blooded animal?His blood is hot now, and he's treating her very well.

She is really a girl who is easy to satisfy, she was sullen about the wedding just now, but now she is happy as if she found a treasure, but judging by her interest in that mirror, it seems that she has really found a treasure.

Duan Muxiu raised his handsome eyebrows, and didn't speak any more. He reached out to pick her up and walked towards the car parked by the roadside.

It seems that Xiahou Xiyue has become a habit of being hugged by him, and she doesn't feel anything wrong at all.

(End of this chapter)