When An Yin and Xia Xin returned to Xia's house, they were only more than a year old, and they arrived at Qin's house at the age of four.

Did Xia Xin teach her to wear that anklet, or was it someone else?

If it was Xia Xin's thing, then how could it fall into Rong Xun's hands?

If it wasn't Xia Xin's, who would it be?

An Yin has so many mysteries that he doesn't know.

Qin Jian slowly pursed his lips.

Rong Xun, who was standing in the dark, saw this, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He asked Jin Peng to put out the anklet on the black market, because he wanted to see An Yin's reaction and see if she had any perception of Meizu's breath.

Didn't expect Anyin to wear that anklet.

The reason why he made such a condition was to prevent the anklet from being bought.

Unexpectedly, An Yin actually put on the anklet.

The anklet was given to her aunt by Twilight Shiliang and was ordered by the world's top jewelry designers.

Even he doesn't know how to buckle it, how can An Yin be?

Jin Peng raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, Rong Xun clearly said that no one would be able to wear this anklet, but An Yin actually put it on.

The ruined girl stared at the anklet worn on Anyin's neck, her eyes were straight, when she saw this anklet, she thought it was beautiful, but she didn't expect it to be beautiful like this after wearing it, and shouted, "Give it to me." ”

An Yin was extremely reluctant to take off the anklet, but this was a black market, a black market regardless of the origin of things, not to mention that she had only seen this anklet in a dream, even if she had seen it in reality, she couldn't just take the anklet for herself.

Moreover, she also wanted to know what the relationship between the stall owner and the owner of the anklet was.

Could he be the boy?

Thinking of this, An Yin couldn't help but look at the stall owner again.

She had memory lapses and could not see the boy's face.

There was no way to tell if the stall owner in front of him was the boy.

Yi Yi was reluctant to take off the anklet and hand it to the ruined girl.

The loser girl learned An Yin and wrapped the gold wire around her feet and neck, but no matter how she pinched or rubbed it, as soon as her hand was released, the knots on both sides were loosened, and she couldn't connect it at all.

The loser girl tossed for a long time, and finally lost her patience, held back her anger, and asked An Yin, "How did you put it on." ”

Jin Peng thought it was funny, they were now competitors, how could An Yin tell her the method.

"There's no way, it listens to me." Of course, An Yin will not tell the other party the method.

The woman in shorts, who had not spoken, said coldly: "You think it's a dog?" Let it do whatever it wants? It's just a golden thread, how can you listen to people. ”

"Anyway, I put it on, you can't." This anklet is an inexplicable existence, and An Yin doesn't need to explain it anymore, "Boss, I want this anklet." ”

The other party can't wear it, no matter how much money is paid, it is in vain, it stands to reason that the other party will not continue to increase the price, as long as she has a little more money than the other party, she can buy the anklet.

"Okay, bring the money, and the anklets will be yours." Jin Peng handed the anklet to An Yin.

"Who said it was hers?" The ruined girl's face suddenly sank, and she said coldly: "100,000 yuan, I will pay 100,000 yuan." ”

Jin Peng was stunned for a moment, and kindly reminded, "Girl, if you can't wear this anklet, no matter how much money you give, the things can't belong to you." ”

"I can do without things, but she doesn't want them either." The loser's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, she took out a 100,000 yuan chip ticket and threw it on the stall, glancing at An Yin coldly.

An Yin's eyebrows frowned slightly, harming others and himself.

ps: Ask for tickets~~