Yi Anan just wanted to seduce Zhan Nanhui, so that he would think about her more and have more strength to face the people and things in the Zhan family.
Now she could clearly feel that the man was already in love. Her goal had been achieved, so she quickly got off the man, gently tapped his chest with her fingertips and said, "Go quickly, your father is still waiting for you!"
Zhan Nanhui was so attracted by Yi An'an that he left reluctantly.
Murong Yi waited downstairs for more than ten minutes, staring at Yi Anan's room with some impatience, and finally waited for Zhan Nanhui to come down. This car followed Zhan Nanhui's car and left.
After returning home, Zhan Nanhui entered Zhan Ronghua's study.
Zhan Ronghua was reading a book. When he heard Zhan Nanhui come in, he took off his glasses and looked at him, "You still remember to come back?"
"Are you sick? Didn't the doctor come to see you?" Zhan Nanhui asked.
Zhan Ronghua whispered: "If I say so, will you come back?"
"If you keep shouting 'wolf' every day, be careful that a wolf really comes one day!" Zhan Nanhui said in a calm voice.
Zhan Ronghua frowned: "You just hope that I will get better?"
"You don't expect me to be well!" Zhan Nanhui said in a deep voice.
Zhan Ronghua frowned, and whispered, "Nanhui, I know you are angry that I left you in hiding and that you were wronged in the countryside. You are willing to make such an arrangement, but without this, you can't keep your position!"
Zhan Nanhui raised his eyes: "I have never complained. You made this choice at that time because you had no choice. But now you should link your future with my lifelong happiness!"
"Murongyi told you?" Zhan Ronghua asked, "Then you should know the difficulties our Zhan family is facing. If I can be reinstated, even if you are a college student at Kyoto University, you think your development is limited, and it may be your current position!"
Zhan Nanhui smiled slightly: "I think it's wrong now. I never asked for more. It's you who asked for too much!"
Zhan Ronghua was so angry that he could not speak.
"I came back to tell you what I will do next at the Xue family. I will go back to school for classes after sending An An away tomorrow, and I will live in the school temporarily." After Zhan Nanhui finished speaking, he was still relieved about Yi An An, so he turned and left.
Zhan Ronghua's eyes darkened. After all these years, this was the first time that Zhan Nanhui had been so forceful in disobeying him!
At this moment in the guesthouse, after Zhan Nanhui left, Yi Anan quietly walked out the door again.
In fact, Yi Anan chose to live in this guesthouse for another reason, which was that it was very close to the ghost market in Liulichang and could be reached in 20 minutes on foot.
Before, Yi Anan had been looking for the work "Gong Ju Tu" by Qing Dynasty painter Gong Xian. She had asked Ding Dongdong, and Ding Dongdong had indeed found the painting that year, but it was sold to a person in the capital by Hu San. So tonight, while there was still time, Yi Anan wanted to go to the ghost market in Liulichang, because now these things can be bought and sold openly, and if she is lucky, she will definitely find some clues.
Even if she found this painting, Yi Anan wanted to see the ghost market of Liulichang in the capital. If she had the chance in the future, she would definitely pick up some antiques.
Yi Anan walked to Liuli Street while thinking.
Now the two largest antique markets in the capital are Liuli Street and Panjiayuan, both of which have cultural heritage, but because of these years, these two places are rarely open for business, and most of the business is carried out secretly at night.
The shops along Liuli Street are lined up next to each other. Although their storefronts are large, they each have their own characteristics. The wooden doors and windows are exquisitely carved, and some windows are covered with traditional paper-cuts, adding a bit of liveliness and agility to the street. The red lanterns hanging under the eaves sway gently in the breeze, giving people a warm and mysterious feeling.
Yi Anan walked for a while and saw a shop crowded with people. She thought it was fun and went over to take a look.
It was a big shop. Although it was small, it had everything it needed. In the shop were displayed various porcelain, jade, bronze, calligraphy and painting works of art, which exuded a charming luster under the soft light.
The owner of this shop is old, but he is obviously an experienced expert. He sits behind the counter, sipping tea leisurely, and communicating with customers from time to time about the appreciation knowledge and historical background of antiques.
In addition to antiques, the store also displays exquisite brushes, rice paper, inkstones, etc., and the air is filled with a faint scent of ink.
The store was crowded because the shopkeeper had just taken out a batch of incomplete paintings, all from the Ming and Qing dynasties, and spread them out one by one for everyone to choose from.
The painting is badly damaged, but the item is genuine.
Therefore, some people who buy paintings are struggling, while others are carefully screening and considering, and they can be circulated for a while.
"What are you doing?" The waiter looked at the two customers who had been asking for a long time with some impatience, "It's closed here, you're not doing it, you're not blocking others!"
The two men were in great trouble.
The painting was indeed an ancient one, but it was so dirty that there was no guarantee it could be cleaned.
"It is said that hiring a restoration master costs three dollars, and this painting costs two dollars, so the total cost is a lot! It's just a matter of time before it can be restored!" The two discussed in a low voice.
Yi An'an couldn't help but go over to take a look, and was stunned when she saw the painting.
After searching everywhere for a long time, it was finally found after much effort. The painting turned out to be the "Gui Ju Tu" that Yi Anan was looking for, but the scroll was dirty and the picture was stained. If it were the final signature, the author's red seal could still be faintly seen, and even Yi Anan could recognize it!
Yi An'an couldn't help but squeeze in.
"What are you two doing? Just ask someone else!" The waiter looked back at the boss who was still drinking tea slowly, and couldn't help but urge the two of them again.
After discussing it, the two shook their heads.
"Unless we invite the heir of the Tao family who was in the museum the day before yesterday, who can't be sure of a painting like this!" said one of them.
"What about Master Tao Xinran? I know him!" asked another person.
"You? How can you be as good as that little girl?" another person interrupted.
Yi Anan felt that the two people looked familiar, and suddenly remembered that they were one of the two who were whispering beside her that day. She quickly pulled her headscarf to cover her face, and stood silently beside them, not daring to say a word.
"You said the successor is a little girl?" Everyone started talking again.
The guy was a little anxious: "Is there anyone here?"
Yi Anan covered her face and quietly raised her hands.
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