The man was in his twenties, wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath, black leather shoes on his feet, and a diamond watch on his hands.

With a man's upright face, gentle smile, and straight and straight posture, this outfit is definitely a handsome guy who makes any woman's eyes shine.

"Yutong, I thought I recognized the wrong person, but I didn't expect it to be you. ”

The man said excitedly.

"You are?"

Meng Yutong frowned, and after thinking for a long time, she reacted, and her beautiful eyes lit up: "Are you Fu Yanjie?"

"Poof—"

Tong Lele next to him sprayed, covering his lips, his shoulders moving, and he endured it extremely hard. Lan Yuexiang also pursed her mouth, her little face was a little red, but fortunately she didn't laugh.

On the other side, Qin Yang twitched the corners of his mouth.

Nima's, what is your name as a big man?

Perhaps realizing that calling out this name was a bit too hurtful, Meng Yutong stuck out his tongue and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Xiaojie, I forgot for a while, your name is a bit ......"

"It's okay, it's okay......"

Although Fu Yanjie's face was not good-looking, he still smiled reluctantly.

"By the way, Xiaojie, let me introduce you......" Meng Yutong grabbed Qin Yang's arm next to him and said with a smile: "This is my husband, Qin Yang." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and introduced to Qin Yang: "Qin Yang, he is my former high school classmate, and he can be regarded as the same table, he used to be fat, but I didn't expect to become quite handsome now, I almost can't recognize him." ”

"What? Are you married?"

Fu Yanjie's eyes widened, and his face was incredulous.

"Not yet, but soon. ”

Meng Yutong said with a smile.

Fu Yanjie's face softened slightly, but it was still covered with dark clouds, and he squeezed out a smile at Qin Yang and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, it's nice to meet you......"

"Actually, you're not happy. ”

Qin Yang smiled faintly, hugged his girlfriend's slender waist, and turned to leave.

He couldn't see that the person in front of him had a love for Meng Yutong, but he was too lazy to take care of it.

The expression on Fu Yanjie's face froze.

There are a few tendons connected to the sun's nest on his face, and they all twitch there.

It wasn't until Qin Yang and the others walked away that he took a deep breath and walked into a quaint tea house next to him.

In the remote box of the tea house, an obese man was exercising on a good-looking young girl, and when he saw Fu Yanjie coming in, he didn't pay attention to it.

After a minute or so, the fat man let out a long breath and got up from the girl.

The man put on a piece of clothing casually, smiled and said to Yan Jie: "Yan Jiejun, I have to say, it's really cool to do this kind of thing with you Chinese women." ”

The man's Chinese is very stiff, and with some facial features, it is easy to see that he is a Japanese national.

Seeing Fu Yanjie's ugly face, the man wondered, "What's the matter, Yan Jiejun, did you encounter anything unhappy?"

"It's fine. ”

Fu Yanjie squeezed out a somewhat ugly smile, glanced at the girl who was getting dressed on the ground, wiped a trace of mockery from the corner of his lips, and said lightly: "Mr. Tsuchihara, if you are still interested, I will find you another one." ”

"No need, three days later, it's the Zhongwa Treasure Appreciation Competition, and I have to take care of my condition in advance. ”

Ota Tsuchihara waved his hand.

As he spoke, he took out an elixir from a box on the table, and said with a smile: "I have to say that this elixir is so good, it not only improves the strength of several of our subordinate ninjas, but also removes the toxins in my body." ”

"The boss of the Baoxuan Pavilion saw that I was from the Japanese country and didn't sell it to me, but now it's not in my hands, haha......"

"Hmph, Huaxia people just need some means to give in obediently, and they are only worthy of being inferior people in their bones!"

Fu Yanjie sneered.

"Yan Jiejun, I remember that you seem to be from Huaxia too. ”

Tsuchihara Ota smiled and said with a smile.

As soon as he heard this, Fu Yanjie's face suddenly turned red, and he got up and said coldly: "That was before! Now I have joined the Yamato nation and served His Majesty the Emperor, and I am a pure Japanese national!"

"Okay, Yan Jiejun, don't get excited, I'm just talking casually, you now have the noble blood of our Yamato clan in your bones. ”

Ota Tsuchihara said with a smile, but there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Fu Yanjie snorted coldly and sat down with a gloomy face.

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In the antique market, Qin Yang and the others were still wandering around.

"Husband, are you angry? ”

Meng Yutong looked at Qin Yang's indifferent expression and said cautiously.

Qin Yang smiled, stroked the girl's hair, and said softly, "No, I'm just thinking about another thing." ”

"Oh. ”

The girl answered, and after a while, she looked up at him with burning eyes:

"Qin Yang, that Fu Yanjie just now was just a classmate, I don't have any feelings for him, I used to talk a lot because I was at the same table when I was in school, but I really ...... him"

"Girl, you're too sensitive. ”

Feeling the apprehension in the girl's heart, Qin Yang stopped.

Ignoring the pedestrians around him, he kissed the girl's pink lips and said with a smile: "I know that your heart is full of me and can't tolerate anyone else, so I won't be afraid or doubt you." ”

"Really?"

The girl was still nervous in her heart, and secretly regretted why she had talked to that person just now.

"It's more real than gold. ”

Qin Yang scratched her nose with a smile, glanced around the surrounding stalls, and said, "I'd better find some antiques for Yuexiang casually, it will probably be afternoon if it continues to consume like this." ”

After speaking, Qin Yang asked in his heart: "Xiaomeng, hurry up and cheat for me, and check if there are any valuable antiquities in the stalls around here." ”

"Uh...... This ......"

"Check it out!"

"Okay. Xiao Meng seemed a little reluctant, and said after a while: "On the stall on your right, there is a pair of calligraphy and paintings, the second to the left, its value is relatively high compared to here." ”

Calligraphy?

Qin Yang walked towards the stall on the right-hand side.

"Qin Yang, do you want to shop for antiques?"

Seeing that Qin Yang did not go to a regular antique store, but ran to a stall, Meng Yutong was puzzled.

After all, antiques are not just by luck, luck accounts for three points, and seven points depends on eyesight. If you don't know how to distinguish and don't understand the market, you can only be deceived.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a thin face, and he knew that he was a layman among laymen when he looked at the dress of Qin Yang and the others.

So he rolled his eyes, and diligently introduced the paintings and calligraphy that looked a little old, what is the work of a certain master in the Song Dynasty, and what is this in the Kangxi period......

That's a mystery.

Tong Lele looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see how good this painting was and what artistic conception it was. Looking at Lan Yuexiang, she also has big eyes with water spirits, obviously she still doesn't know much about the appreciation of calligraphy and painting.

"Little girl, this painting is good, this painting is a ...... of the Yuan Dynasty"

The stall owner was talking about a landscape painting to Lan Yuexiang, and the little girl was stunned, and if she didn't have the money, she would have bought it immediately.

And Qin Yang glanced at the stall, and immediately fixed on the second slightly damaged calligraphy and painting on his left hand.

That's it!

Qin Yang picked it up very casually, flipped it twice in his hand, and opened it to see that there were only a dozen words on it, which looked smooth, but the corners were a little damaged.

In a lazy tone, he asked, "Boss, how can this one be sold?" ”

The stall owner glanced at it and saw that it was just a very dilapidated painting, so he didn't care, and said casually: "Eight thousand!"

"Your uncle! Just sell this broken painting for 8,000, okay, aunt and grandma blow up your chrysanthemum!!"

Tong Lele was furious.

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[ps: Thank you for the reward of 'gray music notes, before the bullet can't be played' and 'Qi Chen', Mo Mo Da, thank you,]