Upon hearing this, both An Ye and the pawnshop owner widened their eyes.
An Ye looked incredulous, while the pawnshop employee felt that he couldn't possibly have misjudged the situation.
He shouted at Song Xingyao, "Impossible!! Do you even understand anything?!"
As he spoke, he peered out of the small window, preparing to snatch the watch back.
Song Xingyao took a step back with the girl, leaving the boss hanging precariously on the windowsill, his upper body bent over like a clumsy monkey hanging upside down from a tree on Mount Emei.
Song Xingyao spoke slowly and deliberately.
"The reason this watch is so valuable is because it's a custom-made piece. The watch can't be disassembled, so the craftsmen would engrave a unique gold-stamped serial number on the non-removable parts. But this watch clearly doesn't have one, so..."
She drew out her words, and the boss, who was initially furious, panicked upon hearing her explanation.
Did he really almost pay a high price for this fake watch? If so, his storefront and reputation would be completely ruined.
Seeing his calm demeanor and An Ye's incredulous expression.
He shrank back and then closed the small window.
The people around him saw that he was ignoring them and was even bullying the little girl.
Because some people saw that An Ye only came to ask about the price and didn't actually know whether the watch was expensive or not, the shop owner ruined his own reputation by not being able to tell the authenticity of the item and even falsely accusing a young girl. Suddenly, the situation changed completely.
Taking this opportunity, Song Xingyao pulled An Ye out of the crowd and stuffed the watch back into her hand.
"Keep it safe, this watch is genuine."
An Ye looked at her with a puzzled expression.
Song Xingyao chuckled and explained, "What I said earlier was true, but the designer told me that in principle, all of them should have gold foil stamping. So far, only one un-gold foil stamped version has been released. I just didn't expect to see it today."
Seeing that she still didn't seem to understand, Song Xingyao, though not wanting to casually comment on the watch's origin, kindly reminded her, "Don't just take this kind of watch to a roadside pawn shop. You can try asking at a pawn shop in a larger shopping mall. However, if there's no purchase record, it's quite difficult to sell such a high-value watch."
"What's wrong? Do you need the money urgently?"
An Ye snapped out of his daze, didn't respond to Song Xingyao's question, gripped his watch tightly, and quickly ran away.
All that remained was a weak "thank you" left behind.
Looking at the thin, tall figure, I could see the stubborn yet helpless look hidden in the girl's eyes.
I felt like I was seeing myself living in the Song family.
Completely unaware that Fu Siming had been standing there watching for a long time in the distance.
He looked away and then bumped into Qiao Yiming again.
"Sister Yao Yao, how is she?!"
"It's alright, we got the things back, and she's already gone."
"Oh! In my opinion, those who bully the weak should be caught and beaten up, then they'll behave."
Song Xingyao was amused by her tone, "Are you a bandit? Qiao Yiming, I think you'd be perfect to be the female lead in 'Ten Days,' a natural fit for the role."
"Oh dear, you're laughing at me again!"
"Maybe that's really the case, which is why they were able to win over the director and immediately cast you as the female lead."
Qiao Yiming felt inexplicably guilty. Although he had personally auditioned for the role, he couldn't help but think of himself as Fu Siming's spy when he was with Song Xingyao.
After walking for a while, Qiao Yiming said he had to go back.
Song Xingyao figured it was about time, so she asked her assistant to take her back home.
Back in her apartment complex, Song Xingyao strolled around the common area downstairs for a while. Just as she was about to open the door, she felt as if someone was following her.
On second thought, since it was Qiao Yiming who made the decision, the security must be in place, otherwise why would Qiao Yiyang let her buy it here?
Despite thinking this, I still quickened my pace considerably.
Song Xingyao only felt a little relieved when the building's access control system isolated her from the light and shadow behind her.
Qiao Yiming returned home and lay down on the sofa, followed by Qiao Yiyang who pushed open the door and came in.
Looking at his sister, who was slumped on the sofa with no proper posture, he shook his head.
Remembering the person who had brought her back earlier, she wondered, "Where's Anna?"
Qiao Yiming scrolled through his phone and casually replied, "Sister Anna took leave, saying there were things to do at home."
Not hearing a response, Qiao Yiming didn't care, and then the sound of footsteps leaving could be heard.
Song Xingyao was in her study answering the questions the researchers had asked her today when she heard the doorbell ring. She was about to take a shower when she heard the doorbell ring.
She wondered, who else would come here besides Qiao Yiming?
Looking out through the peephole.
"Shiyu! What brings you here?"
"I was heading home from work tonight and happened to pass by, so I stopped by to take a look."
Shi Yucai would never admit that he had come in person.
He was still carrying food packaging bags in his hand...
Song Xingyao stepped aside to let him in.
The sinister gaze in the stairwell, looking at Song Xingyao's loose hair, clearly indicated that she was about to go to wash up, yet she actually let Shi Yu in like that?!
A lone man and a lone woman.
Considering she said she wanted a divorce, could it be that she's gotten together with Shi Yu?
That day he even asked me, "If we were going to be together, we would have been together already." I never expected to witness such a scene today.
Fu Siming stared intently at the closed door, his mind flashing back to the ambiguous scenes between the two of them inside the room.
No matter how rational one is, one cannot suppress the anger in one's heart.
Inside the room, Song Xingyao had just opened the small wontons from the packaging box and poured them into a bowl.
They hadn't even exchanged a few words yet.
The doorbell rang again.
The two exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with confusion.
Song Xingyao stood up and walked to the door. Fu Siming, who was standing outside the lock, had an undisguised anger in his usually cold expression, and his deep eyes were filled with a sharp, cold light.
Seeing the short safety lock separating the two, Fu Siming's face grew even colder.
It took Song Xingyao a moment to react before she stood still. "Why are you here?"
Shi Yu was attracted by the noise and followed it over.
They were slightly taken aback when they saw the person outside the door.
Song Xingyao felt the temperature around her suddenly drop.
But he still pulled the safety lock and let the man at the door in.
Before she could even greet him, Fu Siming strode in, his eyes unconsciously scanning the surroundings.
Like a lion surveying its territory and declaring its sovereignty.
Seeing her actions, Song Xingyao came up with a plan.
She turned slightly to the side and stood behind Shi Yu.
Fu Siming's sharp eyes noticed the tableware set for two people on the dining table, and his anxiety subsided slightly.
But when he turned around, he saw Song Xingyao hiding behind Shi Yu.
A flicker of jealousy rekindled within him.
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