"What's wrong?!" Xiao Xingyu rushed open the office door, and Wang Zhongguo was screaming and wailing: "Oh my God, what should I do? It's over, it's over, it's over..."

There were broken porcelain pieces all over the ground, and Zhang Moyan, Xiaowa, Wang Wenlong and Wang Zhongguo were standing at the four corners of the wreckage of the porcelain jar.

"Pay me money!" Wang Wenlong saw Xiao Xingyu and rushed over like a ball. "Your wife broke my porcelain jar! You have to pay me money!"

Xiao Xingyu stopped the angry Wang Wenlong and asked, "What happened? How could this happen?"

"Just now, I was holding the jar to introduce it to your wife. She suddenly asked me to take a closer look, so I handed the jar to her..." Wang Wenlong gestured confidently, "I swear I handed it to her normally with both hands! But she didn't catch it and it fell to the ground! I'm telling you, I absolutely didn't drop it. It was your wife who didn't catch it and the jar broke!"

"Okay, okay, I think I know what's going on." Xiao Xingyu was a little confused by the situation, but he used his skills to calm Wang Wenlong down. "Don't panic, don't panic. It's not a big deal!"

"What's the big deal? I spent 1.54 million. You must pay me back, pay me back!" Wang Wenlong's face was filled with excitement, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or excited.

Xiao Xingyu patted Wang Wenlong twice to show that he understood, then quickly stepped over to his wife, grabbed her shoulders and looked her up and down: "Are you okay?"

Zhang Moyan said calmly, "He didn't pass it properly. He let it go before I even reached out to take it."

The descriptions are completely opposite.

"What are you talking about?!" Wang Wenlong exploded like a lit firecracker when he heard this, and came up to him and demanded, "Say it again! Fortunately, there are witnesses here. You are lying with your eyes open! Yanzu, Zhongguo, you saw it clearly just now, right? Tell me, did I fail to pass it properly, or did she fail to receive it properly? Who is responsible?"

Xiao Wa didn't dare to make a sound at this moment, and even breathed carefully.

Wang Zhongguo looked at Zhang Moyan silently with a puzzled look.

"Why don't you say something!!" Wang Wenlong was so angry as he looked at the two wooden stakes.

"No, I didn't see it clearly..." Xiaowa stammered, mustering up the courage.

Wang Wenlong's eyes glared at him like copper bells: "What?! You little bastard, you said you didn't see clearly, but I think you are a traitor! Zhongguo, what about you? You can't be the same as your son, can you not see clearly? Think it over first, how can I let her let go of the treasure I spent 1.54 million on without asking for it?!"

Wang Zhongguo's forehead was covered with sweat. "Brother Long, this situation really happened too suddenly. I didn't pay attention until I heard the noise. Brother Long, my nephew said he still has doubts about this jar and it's not worth the price..."

"What do you want to say!" Wang Wenlong's face turned green with anger, and his fingers, which were poking at Xiaowa and his son, kept shaking. "Okay, you're all playing tricks here and want to be nice guys, right? Humph, whatever they say is the truth? I actually bought this porcelain jar at a legitimate auction, and all the certificates and procedures are complete. It's worth this price. And even if we take a step back, this mistake happened because she wanted to see the jar. If she didn't want to see it, I wouldn't have given it to her. This matter started with her, and the root cause is her. Now she must buy it back!"

Wang Wenlong was filled with righteous indignation, his chest heaving violently due to heavy breathing.

“Can you still sell broken things?”

The office glass cast dazzling sunlight, making Zhang Moyan's skin, wrapped in her long, algae-like hair, look white and translucent. The words she uttered were as cold as those of an amphibian.

Xiao Xingyu was stunned. After hearing what Zhang Moyan said, he started to doubt that his wife had broken the porcelain on purpose.

"I didn't break the porcelain jar, so why should I pay for it? Even if I am responsible, it has nothing to do with Xingyu." Zhang Moyan turned to Xiao Xingyu again, with a resolute attitude, "You can't pay this money."

"My dear nephew! You can't do this!" Wang Wenlong was anxious and grabbed Xiao Xingyu. "She is wrong to say that. You can't be so irresponsible..."

Xiao Xingyu no longer paid any attention to Wang Wenlong's cries of injustice. He looked at Zhang Moyan with a gloomy look in his eyes, and instantly understood why the other party wanted him to go out first.

When Wang Wenlong pestered him to buy the porcelain jar, it was obvious that Zhang Moyan had already made up her mind to destroy the jar, but she didn't want to get involved, so she deliberately sent him away. In this way, no matter what happened, he would not be responsible because he was not there... This woman even left Xiaowa and his father as witnesses.

"Why?" Xiao Xingyu asked.

Why should he leave me alone to handle things? Aren’t they husband and wife?

Zhang Moyan didn't answer Xiao Xingyu's question, but instead asked him a question: "Have you ever bought a fake in your life?"

Xiao Xingyu couldn't figure out why the woman in front of him asked this, and slowly shook his head: "No."

Zhang Moyan raised the corner of his mouth slightly with some satisfaction, and then said: "If you buy this jar today, then you will have it."

Xiao Xingyu's pupils trembled, and he felt as if a sudden enlightenment had poured down from the top of his head!

Today, this porcelain jar is not a matter of spending 1.54 million. If he is not careful, it may cost him his lifelong reputation... Zhang Moyan, his wife, had such far-sighted plans that he could not help but admire her, but also felt so distressed that his eyes began to ache.

Xiaowa and his father were also motionless at this moment.

Xiao Xingyu was silent for a few seconds, then changed his expression and said to Wang Wenlong with a helpless tone, "Captain Wang, you see, I really can't help it. My wife is just so stubborn."

Wang Wenlong's face was completely pale with anger: "Okay, okay, okay... You are the Xiao family and the Chen family, both of you are well-known families, but you are acting like such a scoundrel. Don't you want the plum vase anymore?!"

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