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Jin Weiwei rubbed her reddened eyes, and her gray pupils instantly lit up.

"Then let's quickly go to a pawnshop!"

Although that hairpin wasn't very precious, it was the only relic her mother had left behind. The memories in her mind told her that this hairpin was very important to her.

Even though she didn't have much feelings for the original body's mother, the original body had never thought of using this hairpin to exchange for food. That was definitely important.

They soon arrived at the pawnshop. Upon entering, Jin Weiwei asked, "Shopkeeper, has anyone come to pawn a hairpin made from an emerald green tassel?"

The storekeeper lifted his head and glanced at her. His bean-sized eyes were slightly narrowed. At this moment, there was not even a crack in them.

"Nope."

"Then is there any other pawnshops in Linshui County?"

Jin Weiwei frowned. Half of Lin Shui county's business routes were already taken by the Cheng family. Jin Dabao shouldn't be running further away, right?

"Nope."

The storekeeper shook his head again. Only then did Jin Weiwei realize that something was wrong. Before she could say anything, the storekeeper glanced at her and impatiently waved his hand to chase her away.

"If you're not going to pawn or buy anything, then hurry up and leave. Don't stop me from doing business."

"There is only one pawnshop in this city, no one called Jin Dabao has pawned a jade hairpin before? Or could it be that storekeeper, you want to swallow that hairpin? "

Jin Weiwei immediately became anxious. That hairpin was something the original owner was reluctant to sell, so no matter what, she would take it back.

"What are you saying!?" My family is one of the richest families in Linshui County. Ridiculous! "I think you're here to cause trouble. Let's go!"

"Hold on."

Suddenly, Jin Weiwei felt a strong palm holding up the door. She turned around and saw that it was a boy from a rich family. Immediately, she felt more at ease.

"My daughter, quickly tell your husband to let me go. I am your father!" "Your father!"

Only now did Jin Weiwei realize that Jin Dabao was in the hands of little Fugui. Jin Dabao's clothes were already open and there was a red lip mark on his face. He was also emitting the smell of makeup.

Needless to say, this old man must have gone to whoring!

"Pfft!" I haven't settled the score with you yet! You still have the nerve to shout at me?! "

When he thought about how this old man would take her money to find a brothel girl, he couldn't help but feel angry.

Xiao Fugui looked at the shopkeeper and directly picked him up, asking, "Is he here?"

Jin Dabao couldn't help but tremble when he saw the expression in the eyes of the little rich kid. He couldn't even speak properly.

"Yes, it's him."

"Don't slander me. You've never been here before."

The storekeeper clenched his teeth. He looked at this handsome young man and thought that he was very powerful, but when he thought of the orders from above, he had no choice but to obey.

"Hey, shopkeeper, why don't you admit it? I have tickets for your pawnshop!"

Jin Dabao quickly took out a piece of paper from his pocket with the red mark of Cheng's pawnshop on it. This time, the shopkeeper's expression changed.

"Shopkeeper, this is your fault. If you don't say it, are you afraid I'll rob you or something?" Although I, Jin Weiwei, am of a bad temper, I shouldn't have done such a thing! "

Jin Weiwei was unable to calm down, and her face was as red as a pig's liver.

The storekeeper was momentarily embarrassed. He turned to leave, but little Fugui stopped him with a gloomy expression on his face. His fists were clenched so tightly that 'ka ka' sounds could be heard. It was a silent threat.

"My lady, actually, this hairpin was bought by someone before you arrived. I won't say this because the person who bought it was my boss!"

Jin Da's Grimoire was a hobby, it could only be bought after a certain amount of time had passed. However, since his boss Cheng Yuan had taken it, he decided to fool around. Who knew that they would find Jin Da Bao?

"Boss? Cheng Yu? "

Jin Weiwei frowned. The hairpin was pretty good, but the style was old. Would that elegant young master like it?

"Miss is talking about the other owner of the house, our pawnshop is under the management of Young Master Yuan Cheng."

The shopkeeper's eyes creased into slits as he continued, "If Miss wants a hairpin, go to the Blue Willow Farm in the eastern suburbs. That's where the boss has been recently."

Jin Weiwei and the little rich kid looked at each other, and both saw the unusualness in the other's eyes. Jin Dabao had come to pawn the hairpin until they found the pawnshop, but it only took four hours at most.

Jin Weiwei felt a lingering fear as she thought about the eyes that Cheng Yuan had when she was looking at little rich kids in front of the restaurant. When she thought about the eyes that Cheng Yuan had shot at little rich kids in front of the restaurant, Jin Weiwei felt a lingering fear when she thought about that.

She didn't dare to think about that scene, so she stopped Fugui and said to the shopkeeper, "Since that's the case, we won't disturb you any longer."

The hairpin was dead, and the human was alive.

Little Fugui suddenly grabbed her. His eyes were as deep as a spring. Jin Weiwei dragged him out of the pawn shop with all her might.

"Are you stupid!? Don't you know what kind of person Cheng Yuan is! Don't you know what he thinks of you? You're still pulling me? Isn't it just a hairpin? If it's gone, it's gone! "

As soon as they left the house, Jin Weiwei scolded the little rich kid so loudly that her eyes turned red.

"I have an idea."

Just as Jin Weiwei was about to explode, she heard this sentence. She raised her head and saw that the corner of little rich and rich son's mouth was slightly curved upwards, and his eyes were faintly rippling with a kind of gentleness.

He smiled?

In just a split-second, little Fugui was still as indifferent as before. Jin Weiwei shook her head. Was she seeing things?

"I have an idea. Let's go home."

Ye Zichen rubbed Jin Weiwei's hair. Although he didn't have any expression on his face, Jin Weiwei still felt that he was very happy. What was there to be happy about? She just threw a hairpin …

Jin Weiwei pouted as she thought.

* *

The night was as dark as water, and the entire courtyard was very quiet. Only a few frogs could be heard nearby.

A black shadow flipped onto the roof of Jin Weiwei's house. The little rich kid carefully lifted the tile and saw Jin Weiwei curled up into a ball on the bed, hugging the blanket tightly like a helpless fawn.

The corner of his mouth curled up. Perhaps even he didn't notice the gentleness on his face.

Putting the tile back, little Fugui's figure quickly disappeared into the night.

At the manor in the eastern suburbs.

The lights in the other houses had all been turned off, and only Cheng Yuan's room was still lit up. As they got closer, they could still hear the sounds of the bamboo instruments, mixed with the laughter of men and women.

Xiao Fugui was like a silent black cat as he landed on the roof. He lifted off the tiles and frowned. The place was filled with smoke and a living spring palace was playing out.

With a flick of his wrist, all the guards and attendants who were guarding the door fell. Xiao Fugui opened a bag of paper and scattered all the medicinal powder within.