Xiao Long took the tea bowl in his hand and checked it over and over again. The milky white glaze unique to the ancient kiln of the Song Dynasty makes the pattern color on the tea bowl particularly elegant, and the glaze is a little reddish because of the iron oxide raw material of the drawing.

Sister-in-law An brought the tea.

Xiao Long inquired to her, "When did you get this tea bowl back?" ”

Sister-in-law An leaned over to put the teacup and turned her gaze to the tea bowl in Xiao Long's hand.

"It seems like the owner of the antique shop came yesterday."

"Was this bought?"

"I don't know."

Sister-in-law An bowed and walked away. Xiao Long wrapped the tea bowl in its original shape and put it away, then lit a cigarette and paced around the room.

After smoking a cigarette, Xiao Long threw the cigarette butts into the ashtray, and there were already two imported cigarette butts stained with lipstick in the ashtray.

When leaving Lai's house, Xiao Long took the package containing the tea bowl with him, and he thought to himself, either collect it himself or sell it, this trip was not in vain.

Xiao Long met Lai Qianxiu three years ago. Her trust in Xiao Long not only depends on his title as the director of the hospital, but also because he is a famous doctor. Xiao Long's purpose in approaching Lai Qianxiu was also different from his approach to other women: just to obtain material enjoyment.

Xiao Long and Lai Qianxiu knew each other for a short time, so they borrowed two million from her on the grounds that they wanted to make an investment.

Lai Qianxiu gave him the money very quickly, and she believed in Xiao Long's identity as the dean.

The two million were quickly spent by Xiao Long on other women. Before the repayment deadline arrived, Xiao Long took Lai Qianxiu out for a trip and took good care of her. eats and lives together every day, and Lai Qianxiu is a little dependent on him. After returning from the trip, she stopped mentioning the matter of asking him to repay the loan. Her husband is old and frail, and she needs the emotional care of the young and merry Xiao Long at just over forty.

Xiao Long called Dragon Ball's house again. The babysitter said she went to the beauty salon. Xiao Long called the beauty salon again. "Did the Dragon Balls go to you?"

The other party asked suspiciously, "Who are you?" ”

Xiao Long told the other party that he was a clerk at the Dragon Ball fashion store.

"Hey, who is it?" A woman answered the phone, and it was none other than Dragon Ball.

"I'm Xiao Long." He spoke up right away.

"Oops!" The other party was surprised.

"I heard you were at the beauty salon, so I called. Anyway, please join me for dinner tonight. ”

"Nope." Dragon Ball immediately rejected him, but his voice didn't sound very angry.

"I'll pick you up in a minute."

"Please don't do that, I'm really embarrassed."

"I'm waiting for you in front of the beauty salon, no matter what time I wait, I won't leave! It's just having a meal together, and I'm not going to do anything else. The big husband has said it, and the horse is difficult to chase, please rest assured! Xiao Long hung up after speaking.

Putting down the phone, he smoked comfortably, Leng Ding felt a strange aura behind him, and when he looked back, Shi Yunfeng was standing motionless at the door, startling Xiao Long.

"What are you doing here?" He couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Wu Chen called twice." The woman's voice had always been hoarse.

"What did you say?"

"It sounded like she was in a hurry, and said that she asked the dean to call her back when she came back."

"Didn't you say anything?"

"She never told me anything."

Xiao Long became very irritable. There was silence in the hospital, and the doctors had long since gone home. There are now only eight inpatients in the ward, and the hospital has 30 beds, and if the beds are not filled with 15, the business will lose money, and my father often had to refuse patients who wanted to be admitted to the hospital when he was alive. Xiao Long suddenly thought that if he couldn't get money from Lai Qianxiu recently, getting the Dragon Ball would become a top priority. So Xiao Long hurriedly drove out.

Thirty minutes later, Xiao Long pulled his car sideways in front of the imposing entrance of the beauty salon, a modern two-story building. Faced with this ambush-like waiting, it is impossible for Dragon Ball to escape.

Forty minutes passed, and the elevator at the entrance opened twice, and the woman who came out was not what she expected. Xiao Long began to feel a little uneasy: Could it be that because he had called beforehand, Dragon Ball had already escaped? But in fact, this time it was he who was overthinking.

After the door opened for the third time, a woman dressed in fashion walked out, it was none other than Dragon Ball! When she saw Xiao Long smoking in the car, she immediately stopped in shock and opened her eyes wide.

Xiao Long beckoned to her.

Dragon Ball stood in place and looked at Xiao Long, not knowing what to do.

"Miss Dragon Ball, please get in the car, I've been waiting for a long time." Xiao Long opened the door of the passenger seat for her like a doorman and waited for Dragon Ball to get into the car.

Dragon Ball was still motionless, and she looked a little caught off guard, but she didn't seem to want to turn back on Xiao Long.

"You're really here." Dragon Ball finally spoke.

"Of course, if it's just a joke, you won't call." Xiao Long pulled the car door and laughed softly.

"I'm sorry, I'm going straight back to the store, and I still have a lot of things to take care of."

"I also have things to take care of." Xiao Long replied calmly, "Just have a light meal, and it will be fine soon." I've been on the phone for so long and I'm finally able to see you. Please be considerate of my feelings. ”

"My car is still ......" Dragon Ball turned to look to the side.

"Which one?"

Xiao Long's eyes immediately began to search around, and around the corner of the beauty salon, he saw the car of the Dragon Ball.

"It's the one, isn't it? I'll ask the driver to leave first. ”

"But ......"

Xiao Long didn't answer and strode over. The driver of Dragon Ball is dozing off in his seat with his arms crossed. Xiao Long knocked on the car window from the outside.

"Miss Dragon Ball is going somewhere else, you can go back first."

By the time Xiao Long came back, the dragon balls had already moved a little closer to the car, looking like they were tied up.

"I've already told your driver, so please get in the car."

Dragon Ball reluctantly sat in the passenger seat. Xiao Long quickly closed the door and walked back into the driver's seat from the front of the car. He was afraid that if he continued to rub it down, he would let the Dragon Balls escape.

"That's a lot of power." After the car drove away, Long Ball sighed softly, and the smell of high-end perfume on his body wafted into Xiao Long's nose with the wind.

"Where are you going?" Dragon Ball stiffened and tried to keep his distance from Xiao Long.

Dragon Ball's hairstyle has just been carefully trimmed by the beautician and looks refreshing. Looking at such an elaborate Dragon Ball, Xiao Long couldn't help but feel bored with Lai Qianxiu's wrinkled face and Wu Chen's tired face. Dragon Ball, who is sitting next to him at the moment, is fully showing the brilliance of a young woman.

"I know a shop that has a relaxed atmosphere, so don't worry."

"What kind of shop?" Dragon Ball asked, slightly uneasy.

"It's a normal restaurant, but the food is very tasty."

"It won't take too much time, will it?" Dragon Ball is still a little uneasy.

"Of course, we are all busy people, don't be so wary of me, I'm a gentleman, trust me."

Xiao Long drove in the direction of the central bridge.

Xiao Long's destination is "Changting", and he has his own reasons to go there.

"This is it." Xiao Long stopped the car, looked at the dragon ball and said, "Please." ”

Dragon Ball reluctantly got out of the car.

Xiao Long's successful arrival before Dragon Ball left the beauty salon was undoubtedly his victory. When the vast majority of women are invited by the opposite sex, even if they have a strong psychological vigilance, they will have the mentality of taking risks. Dragon Ball is no exception, and under Xiao Long's tough attack, she also yearns for this kind of excitement.

"Welcome." The familiar waitress heard the sound of the car and hurriedly came to the entrance to greet her.

The garden is decorated with a variety of stones, and the light of the lanterns is reflected in the pools of varying shades.

"We're here to eat." Xiao Long deliberately told the waitress loudly that this was to let the Dragon Ball, who was walking slowly behind, hear, in short, as long as the Dragon Ball entered the private room, the rest of the matter would fall into place, which was exactly Xiao Long's plan.

The cubicle was still the one Xiao Long frequented, at the end of the corridor.

"What a room!" After entering the room, Dragon Ball praised. Her words sounded a little pretendedly calm, perhaps because she felt more secure than uneasy. Xiao Long secretly laughed at her simple "wisdom" in his heart.

"Please." Xiao Long gave up his seat to Dragon Ball.

"No, I'll just sit here." Dragon Ball insisted on sitting by the doorway.