Mu Jiangfeng readily let Yang Shushu get out of the car, and she breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was a man of few words. If she met a talkative and nosy person who insisted on giving her a ride, she would be in a really difficult position.
It just so happened that when she got off the bus, a bus heading to the city came by. She got on the bus directly, so she didn't see it. After she got on the bus, Mu Jiangfeng's car drove back along the original route.
After arriving in the city, Yang Shushu took a taxi and went directly to Wangchuanju.
Hearing the name, she thought it was an antique shop, but when she got there she found out it was a teahouse. However, she didn't know if this teahouse also did antique business. As soon as she entered, she saw all kinds of clay pots and jars, and she didn't know whether they were real or fake.
When Yang Shushu came in, a young woman came up to her and asked if she was Mrs. Mu.
In fact, she prefers to call herself Yang when she is outside, as she has no sense of belonging to the Mu family.
But since the other party asked this, she could only nod, then followed him up to the third floor and was led into a room with the three cursive characters of "Meihuafang" carved on the door.
The room was designed in an antique style. As soon as she entered, Yang Shushu had the illusion that she had entered the study of an ancient wealthy family. However, the person inside made her feel like she was back in time.
There were four people in the room, one of them was Yang Li, who was huddled in a corner of the sofa. When he saw her coming, he wanted to jump up excitedly, but after being looked at by the young man sitting opposite him, he was scared and sat back down, but his eyes were still looking at Yang Shushu with hope like a pug.
No! Or rather, he was looking behind Yang Shushu, but after Yang Shushu came in, no one appeared around her. His face changed: "Shushu, Mu..."
"Shut up." Yang Shushu didn't wait for him to finish his words. She looked at him fiercely and stopped him sternly.
Yang Li had never seen his sister like this before, and he immediately shrank his neck in fear. The young man next to him was stunned for a moment, but quickly recovered.
"Hello, Mrs. Xiaomu." He stepped forward and extended his hand.
Yang Shushu didn't reach out her hand immediately. Instead, she looked down at the hand for a while before reluctantly extending it. Then she said, "Just call me Ms. Yang."
Feng Tang was a little surprised. There were still many rumors about this Madam Xiao Mu, especially the rumor about her elopement and attempted suicide not long ago. Although Mu Shicang personally came out to refute the rumor later, the matter seemed to be over. However, it could fool the public, but few people in the circle believed it.
However, the lady in front of him, Mrs. Xiaomu, whose eyes were bright and whose attitude was not arrogant but had a hint of superiority, was not at all like the rumors in the circle, that she was humble, submissive, self-deprecating and cowardly. In fact, the opposite was true in his opinion.
The fact that her words "shut up" just now scared Yang Li so much was enough to explain everything.
"What's your name, sir?" Yang Shushu loosened her hand and glanced at a young girl standing in the corner of the room. The girl ignored them and was playing with her mobile phone alone in the corner. A man in his thirties was standing behind Feng Tang. He should be an assistant or something.
"No need to mention your surname Feng. Madam Xiaomu can call me Xiao Feng." Feng Tang's attitude was gentle and respectful. Yang Shushu didn't feel good about herself. She knew that this was probably the face of the Mumu family.
She didn't bother with the name anymore and glared at Yang Li: "What's going on?"
Feng Tang stared at this Madam Xiao Mu who was different from the rumors, and for a moment he didn't know where to start. Originally, he and Yang Li both thought that Yang Shushu would directly bring Mu Shicang. After all, she was so weak and incompetent in the rumors, and she would definitely be at a loss when encountering such a thing, and the only person she could find was Mu Shicang.
But he didn't expect that Yang Shushu would come here by herself. Looking at Yang Shushu now, he wasn't even sure whether she had told Mu Shicang about this.
At this time, Han Tang glanced at the man behind him. The man nodded and gave a simple explanation of the matter: "While drinking tea, Mr. Yang became interested in the Yuan blue and white porcelain on the shelf and wanted to take it down. However, the antiques here are only for appreciation and cannot be taken down for viewing. But Mr. Yang insisted and said..."
He paused and glanced at Yang Li, who was looking at Yang Shushu, lowering his head guiltily. "He said that his brother-in-law could easily buy out the entire place, as long as his sister said a word. The waiter couldn't stop him in time, so he picked it up and accidentally dropped it on the ground."
As he spoke, he pointed to a wooden box on the tea table. It seemed that the fragment of the Yuan blue and white porcelain was there.
The corners of Yang Shushu's mouth twitched as if she had epilepsy, and her eyebrows were slowly moving faster at a speed visible to the naked eye. She usually had soft eyes and eyebrows, and sat there quietly, as soft and sweet as a piece of marshmallow in her mouth, but her expression at this moment reminded people of a sharp knife. The two extreme expressions on her face were surprisingly not so inconsistent.
Of course Yang Shushu could doubt what the other party said, but when she looked at Yang Li, who was so guilty that he wanted to bury his face in his chest, she knew that he was not lying and there was really no need to keep his claws.
But Yang Shushu still felt strange. Since she had only broken something, then she should just pay for it. And since it was about paying, it didn't necessarily have to be Mu Shicang, right? As long as she could come up with the money, it didn't matter who paid it.
She glared at Yang Li fiercely, then turned to Feng Tang and said, "It's broken, so I should pay for it. However, antiques have different values. I should find someone to appraise their value, right? You can't just give it whatever you say it's worth."
Yang Shushu's words were quite blunt, and she had directly pointed out that the other party might be using counterfeit products to cheat people out of money.
Feng Tang's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly regained his smile. Just as he was about to speak, the girl in the corner sneered, "You're talking as if you know him. We haven't doubted whether you're Xiao Muye's men yet."
At this point, she walked towards Feng Tang, first glanced at Yang Li with disdain, then began to look Yang Shushu up and down: "Brother, do you really believe that they are Master Mu's wife and eldest brother-in-law? They look so unpresentable, how can they be the young mistress of the Mu family? I think they are just trying to use Master Mu's reputation to cheat people?"
The girl was not very old and looked somewhat similar to Feng Tang, but her eyes and brows were even sharper than Feng Tang's, and she had a hint of meanness in her eyes. When she looked at Yang Shushu, her disdain and contempt were clearly expressed.
In fact, Feng Tang also had some doubts in his heart, but he thought more deeply than his sister Feng Qing. In fact, he had seen Yang Li before, but he didn't see him clearly at that time. It was at a banquet. Yang Li tried desperately to squeeze into the circle of wealthy people in the upper class, but no one took him seriously. He heard the people around him evaluate Yang Li - a jumping clown.
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