My Mysterious Doctor and Blessed Little Wife Is Such a Tease

   Chapter 85 Hidden Mysteries

   "Sorry, I bought the calligraphy and painting, you are late!"

  Deng Xinhe carefully rolled up Wang Xizhi's original work, without even looking at Song Gongzi, he said to the antique shop owner, "Pay!"

  The owner of the antique shop looked at Deng Xinhe worriedly, then at Song Wei, and raised **** tremblingly, "One million!"

Although   1 million is a lot, for a real giant like Deng Xinhe, it's not worth mentioning at all. It's just that he doesn't have a check on him, so he can only ask the owner of the antique shop to go to the bank with him to get it.

   "There's a bank near here, let's go and get money with me!"

  Song Wei saw that someone came first, and he was a handsome peer of his own. He was suddenly unhappy. He looked up and down Deng Xinhe's clothes, and sarcastically said, "Boy, look at you, don't you think you're a beggar?"

   He snorted, "Don't say 1 million, you probably don't even have 100 yuan, right? This young master advises you, this is not a place where a little shrimp like you can come, you have to get out and pretend!"

  Deng Xin smiled together, looking at him like an idiot, and said with a smile, "I can't get it out, can you?"

  Song Wei's face sank, he pointed at Deng Xinhe, and said angrily, "Don't be arrogant, kid, do you know who my dad is?"

  Deng Xinhe's momentum suddenly soared, his voice was as cold as ice, "I don't care who your father is, in Lao Tzu's eyes, farts are nothing, tell you, don't mess with me, or I will definitely make you regret coming into this world."

   After all, he was a son of a famous family in the capital, so he didn’t even bother to take action in the face of this kind of second-generation ancestor who was eating and waiting all day long.

  Song Wei was startled, and immediately burst into anger, "Boy, who are you special, dare to talk to me like this, believe it or not, I'll make you run away with a phone call?"

  The owner of the antique shop saw that these two were not easy to provoke. Just as they were about to go up to round the game, they heard Qin Xi's voice lingering, "What's wrong?"

  Deng Xinhe saw her coming, he immediately restrained his emotions and said with a smile, "You are here, come and see, I bought the real work of Wang Xizhi!"

As he said that, he called the box, opened the silk on it, took out the scroll, spread it out gently, and showed off, "How about it, is it authentic? My old man likes to collect antique calligraphy and paintings, just in time. Buy it back to please his old man."

   Liu Dequan looked at the calligraphy and painting, and his heart was also very nervous. Although he knew nothing about this thing, the handwriting was involuntarily impressed.

   Qin Xi frowned.

  Because of cultivating the Mysterious Medicine Art, she is somewhat aware that the older something is, the stronger the spiritual energy it is.

  There is no aura on this painting and calligraphy. On the other hand, there are traces of aura on the silk wrapping the painting and calligraphy. Just like the small iron ball I bought, it exudes a strong spiritual energy. There must be a hidden mystery here.

   "You want to buy?" Qin Xi asked.

  Deng Xinhe was taken aback and nodded, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

   Qin Xi stared at him with deep eyes, "Are you sure you want to buy it?"

  Deng Xinhe was stunned, and said somewhat uncertainly, "It's not really necessary to buy it, right?"

Hearing his words, the owner of the antique shop froze for a moment, and asked eagerly, "Sir, this is the real work of Wang Xizhi, are you sure you don't want to buy it?" .

   "Hmph, I can't afford to wear 13."

  Song Wei was overjoyed, as if he had seized the opportunity, his waist was straight, and he shouted, "Antique shop owner, I want this painting! Put it on me!"

   Qin Xi glanced at him with a half-smile, then looked at Deng Xin and said, "Calligraphy and painting can be sold, but you must keep the box."

   (end of this chapter)