So Yan Huan was not afraid of her gems being stolen.
And where is this found out? Lu Yi in this life is simply omnipotent.
"I bought it from the underground fair."
There was another, Yan Huan did not have much interest in the underground fair, mainly because Arnold came out from there, so she had an instinctive resistance and dislike of it.
However, the sapphire of the previous life was found from there, so it is the same in this life, but no, it really made Lu Yi find it.
"How much did you spend?" Yan Huan propped up his face on the table, with a shallow smile and a full eye, the girl's skin was good, it was transparent without any trace of flaws.
"you guess?"
Lu Yito also learned how to sell the same thing.
"Um..." Yan Huan nodded his chin.
"one million."
She said a very low-key figure. Of course, this one million was several times lower when she bought this gem in her previous life, because she still counted the time, the time did not come, and the price did not rise so much. Fast, so the number of one million should be quite conservative.
Lu Yi shook his head, "No."
"Then half a million?"
Yan Huan guess again.
Lu Yi shook his head again.
"One hundred thousand?"
Yan Huan narrowed his eyes, "Not so cheap?"
"Miss Yan," Lu Yi reached out and poked Yan Huan's face. "You know, the current 100,000 yuan can buy half a small house in the suburbs of Haishi."
"How much is that?" Yan Huan really had no patience.
Lu Yi raised his lips again.
"No money."
"No money?"
The cheering person stood up, how could there be no money, how can it be justified.
"I didn't want it," Lu Yi again picked up some dishes elegantly and put them in his mouth. "I bought some old things and gave them to me."
Yan Huan really wanted to pinch Lu Yi's neck.
Isn't this good luck better? She spent a lot of money in her previous life, but when she arrived at Lu Yi, why did she become a giveaway?
This is too bullying.
Height bullies people, muscles bully people, IQ bullies people, even luck bullies people.
Yan Huan took his schoolbag with one hand, grabbed a bun from the table and ate it.
I'm leaving first, and the dishes will be washed when I come back.
Yan Huan waved her hand to Lu Yi with a bun. She didn’t talk to Lu Yi here. She was going to school, otherwise she would be late, and if she was late, she would stand outside and be punished. After the words and shadows, but can not afford to lose such a person.
She ran downstairs, pushed out her little bicycle from the garage, and drove away. She had a car and she drove, but she was not an adult. Besides, being a low-key student.
Although she can't say anything low-key.
Yan Huan parked her bicycle in the school, and then ran to the classroom with her schoolbag, probably because she appeared in the school more often, and everyone is familiar with the reason, so there is no initial At the beginning of school, that kind of constant gaze.
After all, she is actually just a person, an ordinary person with two eyes, a nose, and a mouth.
She walked into the classroom and smiled and greeted everyone. Of course, the same classmates were the same. They were all very familiar with each other. When she was filming, she would bring a small gift to them. The classmates were also very kind to her. Not bad, so this high school tells the truth, besides being busy with studying, there is nothing to do. It is quite interesting. As long as it is not so tired, it is just a pity that it is still so busy and so tired.
And she has always been busy with her own affairs, and living in such a relaxed and busy environment. Of course, things like the troubles of her previous life have never found him.
So she lived quite wildly and comfortably. She did whatever she wanted. In the entertainment circle, no one dared to bully her. She not only has her acting skills and voice, but of course the most important Don’t forget about it, she still has a backstage
Her backstage is quite hard.
At this time, her backstage was in the Lingering Garden, and from time to time in the Lingering Garden came the sound of Qin Xiaoyue's half-dead, howling.
"Dad, Dad, you are going to give us Lu Qin..."
"Look at our Lu Qin's arm," Qin Xiaoyue put his son's still fixed arm in front of Mr. Lu.
"Dad, how can you say this? How could their Ye family bully our orphans and widows like this, crushing Lu Qin's wrists and hitting me, where did they put our Lu family and put your face where to put?"
"Dad, you must give us the lead, you must avenge us."
And here she shouted vigorously, and all the secretly mentioned Ye Family, Ye Shuyun.
Why did her Ye Shuyun's niece bully his son, which broke the bones of the person, and then humiliated her, anyway, just want to do so, even a little apology means nothing.
Is this to look at their inappropriate people? Didn't you think of Lu's eyes?
If Ye Shuyun doesn't give them a good explanation, she will not give up anyway.
Lu Yi stood aside, just looking at Lu Qin's mother and son like a clown, his lips slightly flattened, and the irony in his eyes can be in it, and it has always been Lu Qin's mother and son Body.
And Master Lu is certainly not a fool. It’s not that Qin Xiaoyue made a few mouthfuls of this, then howled, and dropped a few tears, he really believed, and he really wanted to beat his old face. To go desperately with the Ye family, Lu Qin's mother and son are not qualified to let him desperately.
At this time, Master Lu played with the finger on his thumb. This is a good thing, a good kind of emperor glass, and it is still new. It is the best piece of water color cut from the jade bet. According to his hand, it is said that Yu Yangren, of course, takes it, and he also has a good face.
This jade plate finger was really sent to the heart of the old man. The old man and son used to like to play antiques, but his temper was too bad, too irritable, and he would throw dishes and bowls. I don't know how many good things were dropped by him, and those are still real antiques, but not fakes.
I don’t know how many times I hurt Lu Jin’s heart, and Master Lu fell happily at the time. After the fall, he regretted his temper, and his temper was even more explosive. From the time of this fingerboard, I will never drop anything again, of course, I am still reluctant to drop my favorite fingerboard.