After curling Miao Miao's hair again, Mo Han explained that she would change her clothes and go downstairs for breakfast, and then left first.

In the room, only Miao Miao was left sitting there in a daze.

After a long time, she got up and opened the closet.

She didn't expect to be here, she had no choice but to wear these.

Fortunately, the clothes that Mama Liu put in last time were the styles she usually wears.

When Miao Miao appeared in the living room, Zhu Huaqiang and Mo Han were sitting at the dining table next to them eating breakfast.

Seeing her, Zhu Huaqiang couldn't help but be stunned.

"Who is this, Miss Miao?"

Although Miao Miao is still wearing a white T-shirt and shorts, this one is much more obvious than what she usually wears. The key is that she is not wearing a mask, showing a fair and delicate face, and her hair is coiled with hairpins at will, with a touch of fresh and refined beauty. Compared to those women with heavy makeup, she is much more beautiful.

At this moment, Zhu Huaqiang praised the boss in his heart, and he was discerning!

Miao Miao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she had forgotten to wear a mask, and she was suddenly a little embarrassed.

"Have you seen enough?" Mo Han spoke.

Zhu Huaqiang subconsciously shook his head, and after reacting, he was instantly shocked and nodded hurriedly.

Without waiting for Mo Han to reprimand, he ran away with a puff of smoke.

And Miao Miao also turned back into the room again, found a mask in the quilt, and put it on her face.

Inside the restaurant.

Miao Miao was about to open the uniquely designed zipper on the mask to eat breakfast, but Mo Han reached out and took off the mask.

"Eat." Mo Han said.

Miao Miao was stunned, but she didn't refute it.

Before thinking about it, the first person I want to see me change is him.

There is nothing to hide in front of him.

However, the calmness in Mo Han's eyes made her feel a little lost in her heart.

The two ate breakfast without hurry, and neither of them spoke.

Miao Miao couldn't help but feel that the atmosphere was a little heavy, so she casually asked, "What about your fiancée?" ”

"In front of you." Mo Han said.

Miao Miaoqiao's face flushed, she almost choked herself to death without a mouthful of milk, and endured the dry itch in her throat, she quickly explained: "I mean that Sister Tong." ”

She didn't know what her name was.

"She's not my fiancée." Mo Han warned.

As for Zhuge Jingtong pretending to be his fiancée to drive Miao Miao away, Mo Han was furious and asked her to go back to England immediately.

Miao Miao stopped talking, and after eating breakfast in three or two bites, she put on a mask: "I want to go back to school." ”

"Hmm. I'll send you. ”

"Can I refuse?" Miao Miao frowned and asked, she had already imagined that her appearance at the school with Mo Han would cause a lot of discussion.

"I can't." Mo Han said.

"Then you change to a low-key car." Miao Miao said.

"Okay."

In the underground garage, Mo Han asked Miao Miao to choose by herself, but Miao Miao had a black line on her face.

In this garage, there are more than a dozen cars, either Porsche or Ferrari, except for luxury brands, I don't see an ordinary one.

"These, they're too low-key!" Miao Miao sighed, and couldn't help but start hating the rich in her heart.

"Alright, let's go." Mo Han walked to the nearest car and opened the door.

He had no idea about cars.

"Let's go." Miao Miao followed and got into the car, her expression full of helplessness.

An hour later, a Porsche pulled up in front of the school.

Miao Miao looked around and saw that there was no one around, so she hurriedly got out of the car.

Saying goodbye to Mo Han, he walked briskly towards the school, distancing himself from the luxurious sports car.

But behind the big tree not far away, someone still took these pictures with their mobile phones.

And Miao Miao doesn't know at all.

After returning to school, Miao Miao immediately went to Mr. Song, a cultural relics major, and asked him to help identify the hosta vintage.

She always felt that the repeated dreams were not so simple.

But I waited for half an hour, but I didn't get a substantive answer.

"Your hosta is indeed a high-grade jade. It stands to reason that it should be a long time ago, but it is brand new and translucent, and it does not look like a long-dusted cultural relic, but like someone has been playing with it, and I can't see it for sure. Teacher Song frowned and said.

When Miao Miao was about to leave in disappointment, Teacher Song's voice sounded again: "Your box, a gold wire inlaid lacquer box, if I guess correctly, is something from the Xiangchu Dynasty two thousand years ago." ”

Hearing this, Miao Miao's eyes widened: "Two thousand years ago? ”

"Hmm." Teacher Song nodded: "Only that dynasty prevails in such gold wire inlays." And the one in your hand is inlaid with a phoenix, which proves that the person who uses it is either rich or expensive. ”

Miao Miao's mind suddenly popped up with the scene of the woman and the mushroom, and the guests were full and lively.

This......

"Are you sure?" Miao Miao asked.

Teacher Song shook his head: "I can only guess, after all, I have not touched the cultural relics of that era, so I can't distinguish the real from the fake." ”

Looking at Miao Miao's disappointed face, Teacher Song couldn't help but smile and said, "After all, the school is for teaching, and it can't compare to the outside." If you want to identify the authenticity, you can go to Xiangchu Financial Bank, where they can not only pawn, but also the largest cultural relics auction house in Xiangchu City, with special treasure experts. ”

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Miao Miao bowed his head and thanked him.

When she came out of the teacher's office, she was full of thoughts about Xiangchu Financial Bank.

"Isn't that Miao Miao?" Not far away, Ermao said.

Yan Shaokun looked over when he heard the sound, and saw Miao Miao in a hurry, holding a black box in his hand. With a wary look, he asked, "Where did she come from?" ”

"It seems to have come out of Mr. Song's office." Ermao said.

"Teacher Song? Which Song teacher? ”

"It's Teacher Song from the Department of Cultural Relics."

Department of Cultural Relics? What is she looking for a teacher in the Department of Cultural Relics? Could it be that the one in her hand is the heirloom that her father said?

Thinking of this, Yan Shaokun suddenly came to his senses.

"Keep up."

After Miao Miao returned to the dormitory, she closed the door and window, and then took out the embroidery box.

I saw two boxes, although one large and one small, but the phoenix pattern inlaid with gold wire was exactly the same.

Whether it is the shape, the proportions, or the position of the gold inlay, it is exactly the same.

Is this a coincidence, or is there a connection?

What does that dream mean?

In my head, it's a mess.

The most important thing now is to figure out the origin of this hosta.

Xiangchu Financial Bank, it seems that she has to take a trip.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Miao Miao hurriedly hid her things.

"It's me." Miao Qianqian's sharp voice sounded.

Outside the dormitory, Yan Shaokun saw that Miao Miao hadn't come out for so long, so he called Miao Qianqian.

claimed that as long as she helped herself get the baby out, she would marry her into the door of the Yan family.

This made Miao Qianqian very happy, although she was very reluctant to come, she still knocked on Miao Miao's dormitory door.

"Open the door, I've got something to look for you."