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Tang Ji'an grabbed her wrist, glanced at the vase fragments beside her feet, and said unhurriedly: "Qing Dynasty, porcelain in the Yongzheng period, with a market value of 800,000. ”

Mu Mian's face turned pale: "What...... What?"

"The vase you just broke has a market value of 800,000, how are you going to pay for it?"

Mu Mian's legs are a little weak, and the vase of 800,000 yuan is placed in this corridor, are rich people so willful?

She said with a slightly flattering smile: "Second Young Master Tang, I'm ...... I'm still a student, and I've had some performances before, and I have a little savings, but I used them to compensate for the liquidated damages of the municipal art troupe, and now I ...... I really can't come up with so much money, you see, can you give me some time, and I'll pay it back to you slowly. ”

Tang Ji'an's smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes: "Either pay 800,000 yuan within three days, or go to the bungalow on the bank of the Huangpu River with me for dinner the day after tomorrow, you can choose for yourself." ”

Mu Mian was angry and pointed at him tremblingly: "Don't Tang Ershao feel that he is forcing Liang to become a prostitute like this?

Tang Ji'an casually brushed her finger away: "Forcing good people to become prostitutes? I think I am just and fair, acting according to law, and convincing people with reason." ”

Mu Mian glanced at the debris on the ground: "I don't believe that this pile of broken pieces is worth 800,000. ”

Tang Ji'an didn't care: "You can ask a cultural relics appraisal expert to do an appraisal, I don't care, I don't have less than 100,000 cultural relics at home." ”

Mu Mian was desperate: "Then, then I'll go and collect the money to pay it back to you." ”

Tang Ji'an was a little surprised, she would rather pay 800,000 yuan than accompany him to the family banquet, is she really so disliked?

Just when he was stunned, Mu Mian broke free of his hand and ran away in a hurry.

As soon as Mu Mian left, Ji Huaiyan came over, Tang Ji'an touched his face and asked Ji Huaiyan: "Am I getting too old in the past two years?"

Ji Huaiyan said with a smile: "Why do you suddenly have no confidence in your appearance? You are only twenty-six, why are you old?"

Tang Ji'an frowned, unable to understand.

Song family's bungalow, late at night, Song Ran didn't sleep very well, maybe because of her first pregnancy, and because Gu Jingxing suddenly left Haicheng, her whole person was a little restless, in her sleep, she frowned, and her dream was chaotic......

She saw a person running, it was a woman, the loud wheezing sound made her panic and her scalp tingle, she was looking at this dream from a divine perspective.

She saw a group of people chasing a woman, the woman suddenly turned around, she saw clearly, the woman was Yu Jin, Yu Jin's face was pale, there were blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and she was running forward barefoot.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and Yu Jin fell to the ground with a bang, falling in a pool of blood......

Song Ran woke up suddenly, stretched out his hand to cover his chest, and gasped violently.

This is the second time she has had such a dream, and when she did it before, she ran away with her sister, and when she looked back, she saw Yu Jin lying in a pool of blood.

She didn't know what this dream represented, but she knew that her heart was trembling violently when she saw Yu Jin die.

Flesh and blood affection is the most mysterious thing in the world, even if she didn't grow up with that woman, even if she has a grudge against her in her heart.

But when she saw that something happened to her, her heart instinctively ached.

She reached out to wipe her face and noticed that there were still tear stains on her cheeks, probably tears from her sleep.