213 Treating the wound
The man didn’t dare to neglect and observed the house opposite.
At two O ‘clock in the afternoon, song Xuan took a day off and took a taxi to the City Museum. She got out of the car full of anticipation and arrived at the entrance of the Natural Science Museum. She had an appointment with Zhao Mingyi at two thirty.
It was already 2:30 pm, but Zhao Mingyi did not show up as promised. Song Xuan had a bad feeling and was worried that Zhao Mingyi would turn her down, just like what her sister said.
She shook her head. He wouldn’t. Zhao Mingyi was an honest and trustworthy person. He wouldn’t go back on his word.
She patiently waited. After a while, she heard the sound of leather shoes coming from behind her. The sound was coming straight to her. She was happy. He was here.
She turned around and saw yang Haitao in a leather jacket. Song Xuan’s disappointment was written all over her face. She frowned and looked at yang Haitao, blaming him, ” did you and ran team up to stop teacher Zhao from coming? ”
Yang Haitao took out a book from his bag, his smile clean and sincere. your sister should be in school at this time. Does she have a clone technique to attend classes while secretly preventing Zhao Mingyi from coming? ”
Song Xuan gritted her teeth. Song ran had really told yang Haitao everything. She would see how song ran would deal with her when she got home tonight!
Song Xuan was about to leave but yang Haitao stopped her. He was afraid that song Xuan would think that it was inappropriate between a man and a woman, so he quickly let go of her and passed the book in his hand to her, ” “I borrowed two books overnight, the History of the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, but there are still many things I don’t understand. Since I’m here today, can you explain a little?”
Song ran understood her sister’s tendency to be a teacher. She also knew that the Ming and Qing Dynasty porcelain exhibition would only be displayed in Haicheng for a day. They would be moving to another city the next morning. Therefore, she must not miss this opportunity. She bet that her sister would finish the exhibition even if she had to endure it.
It was obvious that song ran knew song Xuan well.
Song Xuan hesitated for a moment, but she still walked into the museum. Yang Haitao had a smug smile on his face. His sister-in-law was like a tiger that had grown wings to him. She had spared no effort to help him. In terms of investment returns, he would definitely not let her down.
Yang Haitao, the young master, was full of passion for entrepreneurship.
However, once they entered the museum, the young master revealed his shortcomings. The knowledge that he had crammed into his head did not work. Aesthetic appreciation was something that could not be done without being influenced from a young age.
When yang Haitao entered the museum and saw the first peach-patterned olive bottle from the Qianlong era, he couldn’t help but ask, ” “It’s very similar to the jars my grandma used to preserve pickled vegetables in when I was young.”
Yang Haitao successfully received a roll of eyes from song Xuan. “Shut up!”
Yang Haitao shut his mouth obediently. go on. Explain.
“You can’t read?” song Xuan asked, ignoring him. Isn’t there a detailed introduction on it?”
“I thought you’d have some backstory to tell me,” yang Haitao said.
Song Xuan’s desire to be a teacher was stirred. On one hand, she did not want to talk to yang Haitao, but on the other hand, she was eager for someone to listen to her views and knowledge in this area.
In the end, the good teacher side won. Yang Haitao and song ran won the first round.
In the evening, song ran went home after school. Aunt Wu’s pork liver congee was ready. Song ran carried the thermal container and rushed out. Aunt Wu quickly stopped her and worriedly reminded her, ” ran, there’s a lot of pig liver today. You should eat some too. Don’t give it all to team leader Gu, understand? ”
“I know, I know,”
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