I light up the koi halo

Chapter 50 A Room of Antiques
Xiang Chongye froze, how could he admit that he would be so stingy with a girl?

With a cold snort, he turned his face away: "No."

"It's fine if you don't have one." An Siyao didn't care whether the other party's words were sincere or not, and said with a final word, "Whether the wound is big or not, and whether it hurts or not is one thing, but how to deal with it is another. Your wound is so big, I need to find a place to disinfect and bandage, is your house near here?"

Xiang Chongye was stunned again, looked An Siyao up and down with extremely complicated eyes for a long time, and said firmly: "You really have plans for me!"

An Siyao almost spat out old blood on the spot: "How did you find out that I have plans for you?"

"You even wanted to go to my house, and you said you had no plans for me."

"I went to your house to bandage your wound!" An Siyao gave him a hard look, and said speechlessly, "Why do you men always have such a sense of superiority? Do you think you look better than Pan An, or do you think you are better than Pan An?" Zijian, as soon as women in the world see you, they must be fascinated by you and kneel under your suit pants?"

"I……"

Xiang Chongye was a little unconvinced, but was interrupted by An Siyao: "If I don't go to your house, why not go to my head office?"

"Your family?" Xiang Chongye narrowed his eyes, "You still said..."

"Shut up!" An Siyao thought and knew what this guy was going to say, yelled, and dragged him away.

Xiang Chongye opened his mouth, but in the end he couldn't say anything, allowing An Siyao to drag him into a taxi beside him.

An Siyao's off-campus apartment was not far from the bar, it took only 10 minutes.

Perhaps it was the first time that An Siyao brought a male friend back. When he entered the community, the uncle guard stared at Xiang Chongye for a long time, with a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he was guessing about An Siyao's relationship with him.

The small apartment An Siyao lived in was bought for her by her elder brother after she decided to return to China. It has two bedrooms and one living room, but it is nearly [-] square meters. Each room, including the hall and kitchen, is very spacious.

As soon as Xiang Chongye entered the house, he was attracted by all kinds of artistic, but in fact extravagant, furnishings in the house.

"This picture..." If he read it correctly, it should be the authentic work of a certain famous poet from a certain dynasty?

While walking in, An Siyao explained perfunctorily: "Oh, that one, it's a fake. My grandfather specially sent it to me to decorate the house."

Xiang Chongye: "..."

Xiang Chongye walked around the hall, and suddenly fixed his gaze on the blue and white porcelain that An Siyao used to arrange flowers.

"This vase..."

If he read it correctly, it should be a treasure brought as a tribute by the official kiln of a certain dynasty. It is said that there are only two pieces that have been handed down so far.

One is lying in the Capital Museum, covered by bulletproof glass and closely protected by various sophisticated defense equipment.

The other piece was acquired by a private collector abroad at a high price auction 30 years ago, and its whereabouts are still unknown...

An Siyao searched for a long time before finally finding out the medicine box that was always kept at home: "Oh, that one is also a fake, it was given by my grandfather."

"This teacup..."

"It's also an imitation."

"This inkstone..."

"Too!"

"..."

Xiang Chongye pointed out all kinds of antiques scattered in An Siyao's nest one by one, and the responses he got were all...fakes, not surprisingly.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, but in the end, Xiang Chongye broke the silence first, and said indifferently: "...Is the word 'fool' written on my face?"

　An Siyao: No bragging, my family really has mines!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)