An Xin's behavior is really too abnormal.

I saw that her pupils constricted, and when she looked at the box opened by the employee, she immediately looked embarrassed, and she couldn't hold back her scream, and hurriedly hid back.

She trembled and hid behind Ming Yin, who stiffened and didn't know what was going on.

But looking at An Xin's appearance, she knew that she must have seen something enough to scare her.

She patted An Xin's shoulder gently, her eyes were gentle, and her tone was soothing.

At this time, they are each other's strongest backing, so of course Mingyin has to protect her friends.

"What's the matter, Anxin, did you see anything that scared you? These ancient calligraphy and paintings are said to be spiritual, but they are just ordinary dead things, and they are incomparable with people. ”

Ming Yin turned around and stretched out his hands to hold An Xin tightly, and whispered comfortingly, "Whatever you see, relax a little, okay?" With me by your side, don't be so afraid. ”

An Xin listened to her soothing, and then slowly calmed down, but when she looked at Ming Yin, her eyes were full of fear.

Fear and pain were intertwined, An Xin's eyes turned red instantly, holding Ming Yin's hand tightly, and he just wanted to say something, but he couldn't cry in the next second.

Don't look at her on weekdays, she always looks big and doesn't put sadness on her face at all.

But only Mingyin knows how bitter she is in her heart, especially after the tragic death of her parents, she is left alone in this world......

"Mingyin, believe me, right? You have to trust me! The picture of the mountain bird at the top of the box was drawn by my father and mother together, and I remember it clearly, a white finch on the left, and a kingfisher with blue feathers on the right, nestled in the branches! ”

"After the accident in our family, the things about them disappeared, and not even a single calligraphy or painting appeared, I didn't expect to see their works here, how could our family have anything to do with the Yin family?"

An Xin explained to Ming Yin, crying even more uncontrollably, but the tears were like beads with broken threads, constantly sliding from her cheeks.

Her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and she couldn't breathe in pain, constantly searching in her mind for the communication between the An family and the Yin family.

But no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't think of it, she was very sure that there was no relationship between the An family and the Yin family, but why......

Ming Yin frowned, and lowered her voice to explain to An Xin.

"Don't cry yet, I heard Yin Cun say that his father and Aunt An knew each other, could it be because of this reason that he got your parents' paintings? Even if your parents have nothing to do with the Yin family, it doesn't mean that Aunt An doesn't, they are relatives themselves. ”

An Xin's face was full of tears, and she looked at Ming Yin with some doubts, as if she was thinking about how credible her words were.

"But...... I still don't get it. ”

Ming Yin thought about it for a while, and immediately came up with a solution, since it was not clear, why bother holding it in his heart, it would only make himself more uncomfortable.

Since it is a painting that belongs to An Xin's parents, of course, it is necessary to ask the Yin family clearly, ask why it appeared with them, and how did they get it?

Could it be that the Anjia tragedy was also related to the Yin family?

"Since we don't understand, then let's just ask clearly, there's nothing embarrassing, it's what we should ask."

Mingyin spoke calmly, took out his mobile phone and began to look for Yin Cun's phone, he had already saved it when he went to Yin's house, but he didn't expect it to come in handy as soon as he came back.

The employees who were moving the goods on the side looked at the solemn expressions of the two, and they all left with interest, leaving the rest of the time to them.

As soon as the call went out, it was immediately connected.

"Miss Ming just left and called me, is there something wrong with the ancient books? Do I need someone to deal with it? ”

Ming Yin frowned, stepped forward to flip through the picture of the mountain birds, and could see that the two birds on it were indeed written by different people.

Even if there is a sense of age, it can still be seen that the painter has a deep foundation and is heart-to-heart.

An Xin on the side unfolded the painting scroll with Ming Yin, and also took the whole painting into view, her face was pale, and she couldn't come back to her senses after sitting on the chair for a long time.

This was the first time she had seen her parents' work since her family was wiped out, and it was supposed to belong to them, but none of them fell into her hands.

Now that she sees it, how can she not feel pain and sadness, and even the fear that has dissipated for a long time and is surging again......

What kind of person is it, it is not enough to kill her whole family, even ruined Taihexuan, and brutally killed Aunt An!

"The ancient books have been sent to Taihexuan in their entirety, but Mr. Yin, I have one thing I need you to explain to me, and I hope you can answer honestly." Ming Yin's voice was cold, and she said in a deep voice.

Yin Cun didn't hesitate, chuckled, and quickly agreed.

"Of course, Miss Ming can ask whatever she wants, I must know everything, and I will say everything."

A dark glint flashed in Mingyin's eyes.

In that case, don't blame her for asking too quirky questions.

"Where did Mr. Yin come from so many ancient books and paintings, there are countless precious things, and any one of them will cause a huge sensation in the market. If Mr. Yin is really a collector, why can every book be a masterpiece? ”

Mingyin's words, in other words...... Yin Cun's collection is biased, and he deliberately collects treasures that are difficult to find on the market, and even priceless.

Dismissive of those who don't do much?

And Yin Cun quickly denied her claim.

"No matter how ordinary things are, after the baptism of history, they will gradually become precious, Miss Ming thinks they are all precious things, because you haven't flipped down yet, there is something you want to see below, and you are calling just for this question?"

Yin Cun's voice was calm and unwavering, just like when Ming Yin stood in front of him.

No matter how unreasonable he said, Yin Cun had an indifferent attitude, and he didn't feel that he had been insulted and doubted by others.

Ming Yin grabbed her phone and turned her head to look at An Xin, who was sitting in the chair, still panting and looking ugly.

As if they were communicating with each other, An Xin nodded heavily at her, obviously wanting her to have a complete showdown with Yin Cun.

She must know why her parents' relics are in Yin Cun's hands, this is really unusual.

Ming Yin nodded, and finally asked in a low voice: "Mr. Yin has sent a picture of a mountain bird, do you know who the owner of this picture is and where it came from?" ”