Willingly Baited

"Your house is so beautiful, can you visit it?" Zuo Qinghuan asked. She wanted to see how the place where Zheng Gong's wife lived was different from her own golden house.

"Of course." Qin Wanshu replied. She didn't hate getting along with Zuo Qinghuan. On the contrary, she liked it a little. She didn't know if it was the affinity brought by Zuo Qinghuan's clean and refined appearance.

"This is my husband's study." Qin Wanshu took Zuo Qinghuan into Han Shibin's study.

Without Qin Wanshu's introduction, Zuo Qinghuan could also see that there was a photo of Qin Wanshu and Han Shibin on the desktop. Qin Wanshu was always elegant with a faint smile. Han Shibin also looked so handsome. The gaze looking at Qin Wanshu was so soft and focused. He was really male. The look of a talented girl.

"Your husband?" Zuo Qinghuan asked, pointing to Han Shibin in the photo.

"Yeah." Qin Wanshu nodded.

"Looks very handsome." Zuo Qinghuan praised without hesitation. Also, if not handsome, Han Shibin was chosen among so many men.

"A lot of people say that." Qin Wanshu said with a smile. Whether it was praise to himself or Han Shibin, Qin Wanshu was already numb.

"There should be many women who like it." Zuo Qinghuan said with a meaningful smile at Qin Wanshu.

Qin Wanshu was taken aback for a moment. Many women had plans against Han Shibin. Qin Wanshu knew about it, but this was the first time that a woman had attempted to show her husband in front of her.

"That should be my pride." Qin Wan Shuruo said generously.

Zuo Qinghuan didn't see the slightest unpleasantness in Qin Wanshu's eyes. If it weren't for Qin Wanshu's dislike of Han Shibin, then Qin Wanshu's Taoism was too deep, Zuo Qinghuan thought to himself.

"The one opposite?" Zuo Qinghuan changed the subject. She didn't want to expose her identity as a junior in front of her original partner. Although she felt that Qin Wanshu wouldn't do anything to herself, the sponsor would probably not be willing to see herself and his wife having fun. Look like.

"My study." Qin Wanshu quickly changed the subject when he saw Zuo Qinghuan, knowing that Zuo Qinghuan seemed to have no interest in her husband's study.

Qin Wanshu brought Zuo Qinghuan into his study, and he rarely let people into his study. After all, everything in his study was very precious. Even the cleaning was done by himself. Qin Wanshu could bring Zuo Qinghuan into his own. The study is already an exception.

"You have a lot of gadgets in your study..." Zuo Qinghuan felt that the things in Qin Wanshu's room were novel, and couldn't help touching with his fingers everywhere. This is the root of human inferiority. Even if you don't know what it is, you can touch the curious things. All feel good.

Qin Wanshu looked at Zuo Qinghuan’s restless hands everywhere, feeling a little frightened, afraid of being broken, not to say how valuable these things are, but that these things are treasures, they are all unique things in the world, and he usually cherishes them very much. Affected by my grandfather's ears and eyes, these ancient relics are regarded as lifeblood. But if she didn't let her touch it, she would appear stingy. After all, as long as she didn't fall, the touch was not bad. Qin Wanshu had no choice but to give up and wait for Zuo Qinghuan to play boringly.

"Are these antiques?" Zuo Qinghuan asked in hindsight. He seemed to have heard that Miss Qin likes antiques. Zuo Qinghuan looked at the antiques in the room and suddenly felt that Miss Qin's wealth was scared. It is a lot thicker than his own funder.

Qin Wanshu nodded.

"How much is the bowl in my hand?" Zuo Qinghuan asked, pointing to the bowl he took at random. She is not interested in how precious these antiques are, and she is very interested in how much these antiques are worth.

"To me, they are all priceless." Qin Wanshu felt that these things are not measured by money.

"Then how much did you buy?" Zuo Qinghuan felt that people like Qin Wanshu were incomprehensible. It was impossible to spend so much money on these things, and he had to wait on these babies like a slave, and his brain was simply sick.

"Three million." Qin Wanshu replied, many of them were given by grandpa. From her birth to now, she has received 30 birthday gifts, and this was the first time she and grandpa participated in the auction.

"How good is it to change into banknotes?" Zuo Qinghuan murmured. There are at least dozens of antiques here, and Qin Wanshu's worth is really expensive.

"Everyone has love, and Wanjin won't sell it." Qin Wanshu said lightly.

"You haven't been downhearted, otherwise you will find that these are all rubbish, not as good as money." Zuo Qinghuan sneered, Miss Qin is standing and talking, not back pain, how do children who have never been short of money know what the days of lack of money are? No matter how delicate the bowl is, the steamed bun in the bowl is not as good as it is.

"Perhaps." Qin Wanshu did not argue, she neither denied Zuo Qinghuan's views nor recognized Zuo Qinghuan's views. Perhaps because of this, Grandpa said that he wanted to save his life and wealth so that he would not be tainted by the smell of copper.

Zuo Qinghuan was not a gentle person, and his curiosity about these things passed quickly. Qin Wanshu quickly took Zuo Qinghuan away from his study, Qin Wanshu skipped his bedroom and took Zuo Qinghuan to the piano room on the third floor. .

The piano room is very large, larger than the study below. The huge piano room is very empty. There is only one expensive piano placed in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, as well as single-toned curtains, which look very peculiar.

"It's empty, it's strangely deserted." Zuo Qinghuan felt that the piano room was deserted and a little scary. She felt that the people who designed it definitely had a certain degree of psychological perversion. Zuo Qinghuan rejected any feeling of emptiness and insecure people. Too big space is always afraid to expose oneself.

"In fact, the idea is to let the moonlight spread on the piano through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I want to feel the mood of Beethoven when he played the moonlight song..." Qin Wanshu said regretfully. Unfortunately, the moonlight is not visible in the city.

"Qin Wanshu, I can't see that you are so hypocritical..." Zuo Qinghuan felt that the rich were really hypocritical, so he wasted such a large floor-to-ceiling window just to play moonlight song like Beethoven.

"Affectionate? Will it?" Qin Wanshu was said to be hypocritical for the first time. He looked at Zuo Qinghuan with some maladaptation. In fact, everyone has some fantastic ideas in their hearts, right? Qin Wanshu murmured inwardly. Qin Wanshu didn't know that Zuo Qinghuan seriously despised his idea of ​​a fantasy.

"Well, it's pretty hypocritical." Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's blank expression and said with certainty.

Qin Wanshu's accustomed to graceful expression has a few cracks, just like a child who is accustomed to listening to praise feels a little bewildered by sudden criticism, his expression is too cute, Zuo Qinghuan thought to himself.

Zuo Qinghuan’s attention was quickly placed on the piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. When he was a child, he hadn’t even touched the piano. In his memory, it was something that was never available. Zuo Qinghuan’s fingers slid over the seemingly expensive one. Piano, then raised his head to look at Qin Wanshu.

"Do you know how to play?" Zuo Qinghuan asked gently. She knows that Han Shibin can play. Since she was with Han Shibin, Han Shibin has only played for herself once. At that time, Han Shibin was like an elegant prince. This elegant woman is infiltrated in her bones. She might be more charming when she plays the piano. .

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