Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Huang Mao was fooled out of Wen's house by Lan Xiao.

Mother Wen was worried and wanted to follow, but was stopped by Wen Muchu, and he glanced at the other bedroom.

"Mom, take good care of Dad at home, leave everything to me, don't worry."

With the support of her brother, Wen Cheng became more courageous now. She patted her chest and assured Wen's mother.

"Mom, you can take care of Dad at ease, my brother and I can solve it."

Mother Wen was full of sadness and couldn't tolerate her refusal, and several people left Wen's house one after another.

As soon as he got downstairs, Lan Xiao offered to call two taxis.

But before taking a taxi, Lan Xiao suddenly suggested that before going to the bank, she asked Huang Mao to go to another place first.

Huang Mao's face changed immediately, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Are you kidding me? You said just now that you want to take us to the bank to withdraw money, but now you change your mind temporarily? Little girl, you are immoral... …"

Lan Xiao explained with a good-tempered smile: "Brother, you have misunderstood. You have always emphasized that this copper furnace is a fake, so this copper furnace is the culprit?"

Huang Mao nodded immediately: "Yes, it's a fake. If it's a genuine one, can I still have leisure time here to wrestle with you?"

Lan Xiao blinked, curled her lips and smiled: "So, before withdrawing money, we have to figure out one thing..."

"What's the matter?" Huang Mao asked unhappy.

Lan Xiao held the copper furnace with a gentle smile on his face: "Naturally, we must first figure out if it is a fake. The three of us just listened to your one-sided words and didn't see any Jianbao consultants. , I have identified it as a fake, so before withdrawing money, I have to go to the Zhao's Antique Shop first, and I have to ask them personally if this copper furnace is fake."

Huang Mao snorted, seeming to think Lan Xiao was very funny.

"Heh...you girl, you can't cry without seeing the coffin, can I lie to you?"

"Do you lie to me? How can we know that she is right. We have to see it with our own eyes before we can believe it. So, everything... everything is forbidden..." Wen Cheng was so courageous and plucked up courage. Inserted a sentence.

Huang Mao swept the two little girls in front of him, with a mocking expression on his face.

"Okay, since you want to be scorned and ridiculed by others, I don't mind experiencing the humiliation yourself, so that you can experience it once. Go... Let's go to Zhao's Antique Tour. I want you to die to understand.

So a few people changed their routes and went to the Zhao's antique shop, which opened in the quiet suburbs.

The average wealthy people don't like to go to the downtown area. There are too many people and cars are blocked. They would rather run a longer distance than traffic jam in the downtown area.

Therefore, many antique shops of jewellery families in Lingcheng, these relatively low-key shops, have opened in the newly developed suburbs of Lingcheng in recent years.

The group had a clear purpose, and the taxi stopped directly in front of the Zhao's antique shop.

At this time, the sun was slanting westward, almost dusk, it was time for dinner, so there was no one in the shop right now.

A group of people who hula la entered Zhao's antique shop.

On the shelves in the antique shop, many porcelains, bronzes, rare books of ancient books are displayed, and there are even antique paintings and other antiques hanging in some places.

Lan Xiao and Wen Cheng entered, looking at them row by row, their eyes straightened, on the contrary, Wen Muchu's expression was extremely plain.