Evil thoughts once again stirred within him, activating his remaining intelligence: "If they can all come to you, can't I? I can become your customer too. As the saying goes, the customer is always right..."

Qu Jian'er feigned distress: "That's true, but God lives in Heaven."

Evil Thoughts: "..." You fucking did that on purpose!

Qu Jian'er smiled.

She tossed her long ponytail.

Qu Jian'er said proudly, "Chenchen, what did you think of my impromptu performance just now?"

While deep in thought, Zuo Chen subconsciously replied, "Uh, I don't think it's very good."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized what he had said.

I feel that this statement is a bit inconsistent with his image of "loving his wife like his own life and always agreeing with whatever his wife says".

Then.

Then the conversation shifted.

Zuo Chen forced a smile: "Let me explain, what I meant just now was actually..."

Qu Jian'er covered her ears with a wronged expression: "I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen to this bastard's chanting!"

She felt "wronged and angry".

On the one hand, they vented their anger on evil thoughts.

Wait until evil thoughts are dead beyond any hope of survival.

She still didn't stop.

That behavior strongly suggests domestic violence.

Zuo Chen's heart trembled as he watched.

After the old man handed the music box to Zuo Chen, Zuo Chen then handed the music box to Qu Jian'er.

Qu Jian'er fell silent instantly: "A mechanical musical instrument? That's an antique, it could fetch a lot of money."

The old man hurriedly said, "I think its collectible value is more meaningful, so we don't need to sell it, right?"

She saw through Qu Jian'er's true nature and feared that the other party might actually sell their family's antique treasures.

but.

Qu Jian'er will not sell this time.

Because it's rare for her to get serious.

Qu Jian'er remembered what the old man had said: the spirit of the music box had temporarily taken her place as its guardian spirit...

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