Chapter 557

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after dinner, Luo Yinghao went back to city B, and Yang Zimei was ready to go out to see song Xuan.

Thinking of passing the clothing store of xia Mo's mother, Yang Zimei asked Zhenzi to go out with her.

She is not at ease with Zhenzi. She is afraid that if she is left at home, she will take advantage of her absence to harm master and uncle, or take advantage of her own convenience.

What's more, this is a super labor force, and it won't suffer any loss.

When she came to xiamu's clothing store, she couldn't help asking, "is this your sister? They look like each other

Like that?

Zhenzi's facial features and face are not similar to his own, especially the figure. He is a mature girl, and he is still underdeveloped.

"It's not a facial image, but I can't tell exactly where it is. Xiaomei, who is she?" Xia's mother asked, "are you married? I have a cousin who suits her very well

"Auntie, she's my maid."

Yang Zimei bares his teeth.

"Maid? Are you kidding? Will there be such a maid? " Summer mother said in surprise, "look at her appearance, like from the royal family."

"Well, it's just a coincidence."

Naturally, Yang Zimei would not explain Zhenzi's identity, but asked her to try on several sets of clothes selected by her mother Xia, including casual clothes, sportswear and skirts.

Zhenzi is born with a natural style of clothes. What she wears is particularly good-looking. She wants to leave Zhenzi as a store model.

Yang Zimei takes Zhenzi, who wears a suit of casual clothes, to Brunei street.

Song Xuan's shop is no longer waiting for him to help appraisers for free.

After Song Xuan came out of the police station, although the shop was normally open, the free identification service was cancelled.

That day, when he was wronged, he looked at the faces that had been familiar with him and called him Mr. Song respectfully. He became ferocious and accused him of being a liar with distrust.

It turns out that no matter how much they do, they are not worthy of a slander from others.

Therefore, he no longer wants to waste his time and energy to do some thankless things.

Song Xuan was looking down at some objects.

Yang Zimei found that, but in two days, he seems to have changed a lot.

In the past, his face, no matter when, unconsciously exuded a warm air, soft eyes, lips with a smile.

Now, his thin lips are slightly pursed, and the lines of his face are not so relaxed. Occasionally, he looks up, and his eyes become a bit deep, which is very different from before.

Oh!

Yang Zimei sighed secretly.

It is estimated that the attack on Song Xuan was not because he was arrested in the police station, but that those familiar with him were killed. Otherwise, he would not be able to identify antiques for others.

She went up to her and called out, "Mr. Song --"

Song Xuan looked up and saw that it was her, and she gave a faint smile, "is the little eyebrow coming?"

"Well."

Yang Zimei sat down in the chair in front of him.

Song Xuan bent over and took out an object from below. It was the censer Yang Zimei had left here last time.

The censer has been cleaned and has the elegant luster of brass.

"Xiaomei, this censer is good. It can be concluded that it is a royal censer of Han Dynasty." Song Xuan fondled the auspicious clouds on the censer and said, "this value is great."

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