Lin Han half closed his eyes, but was actually recalling the appearance of the blind old man in his mind.

"They are two baby skulls."

"What?" Zhuang Yao screamed.

Lin Han then opened his eyes, looked back at her, and then solemnly instructed:

"Zhuang Yao, when you go out with me in the future, especially to strangers, don't talk too much."

Zhuang Yao blinked her eyes and curled her tender red lips slightly downwards:

"What did I say?"

"Just your attitude towards that old man."

Only then did Zhuang Yao react.

Indeed, at first she felt that the old man was being mysterious and she really looked down on him.

However, Zhuang Yao refused to admit it: "Who asked that blind old man to play tricks?"

"He's not playing tricks."

Lin Han's big hand covered Zhuang Yaoyu's hand and stroked it gently.

"The two baby skulls that the blind old man was playing with should be premature babies. Full-term babies are not that small."

hiss……

Zhuang Yao took a breath and said, "Premature period? How did that come about?"

"I guess it's an induced abortion... Actually, I've heard of using baby skulls as playthings..."

Lin Han groaned and said, "I just can't understand why they want to trade that thing."

"Why else? Just to show off!" Zhuang Yao still insisted on her point of view:

"That old man did see the origin of this book, but that doesn't mean he's that powerful. Think about it, you brought small-leaf red sandalwood and jade plaques, isn't it just to build your character?"

After all the talk, Zhuang Yao actually brought up Lin Han.

Lin Han turned over, propped up his head, and faced Zhuang Yao:

"I see you're really fearless! That old man is so scary, and you actually said he created a character?"

Zhuang Yao's face was flushed, and she smiled coquettishly under the embrace of Lin Han's domineering and hormonal body temperature.

"Yeah! He's just pretending!"

Lin Han leaned over and put his arms tightly around Zhuang Yao's shoulders.

With a tacit understanding, the two of them came together, one looking up and the other lowering his head.

…

"What's the address the old man gave you? Are you still going there tonight?"

Zhuang Yao snuggled in Lin Han's arms, her arms on his shoulders, and asked softly.

"Of course, I said I would help your father sell the book."

Lin Han put out his cigarette, sat up, and began to search on the map for the address the blind old man gave him.

【Daojia Village】

On the map, Daojia Village is northwest of Shangjing.

Strictly speaking, it is no longer considered Shangjing City.

Lin Han zoomed in on the map and took a look.

Daojia Village is located in a remote area, and there are no modern supermarkets in the village.

There are only dozens of scattered households.

In a small village like this, would there be people who buy books?

Not to mention tens of millions, I'm afraid no one can come up with even hundreds of thousands.

While he was thinking, Zhuang Yao, who was looking at the map next to him, looked increasingly gloomy.

"Don't stop me, I want to go with you."

Lin Han just moved his lips to stop her, but was blocked by Zhuang Yao's finger:

"You can't say anything. I must go. If you don't let me follow, I will follow you secretly."

Lin Han bit her fingertips, and seeing that she was in pain, he grabbed her hand, put it to his mouth and blew on it.

"Okay!"

Lin Han agreed.

Afterwards, the two of them took a nap.

They slept until the nanny called and asked them to come over for dinner, then they got up and lazily went to the next room.

At the dinner table, Zhuang Kaiyuan sat at the top, with Zhuang Xiao on his right.

Boss Zhuang Xiao was unhappy to see Lin Han and Zhuang Yao looking affectionate and disheveled.

"Yaoyao, even though Dad agrees to your marriage with Lin Han, you can't be too casual!"

Zhuang Yao ignored him, sat down on her chair, blew on her arm and said:

"What do you mean by casual or not? I was so tired last night!"

"Where have you been?"

Zhuang Yao pouted and said, "Let's go to the market and check the market. We have to sell Wang Wengong's collection of works!"

When Zhuang Xiao heard this, his eyes widened and he said angrily:

"What are you selling? It's something of unknown origin. Besides, didn't Lin Han say that there was corpse oil on it? Who would want it?"

Zhuang Yao grabbed the spoon and drank a mouthful of soup:

"Don't worry, we have already found a buyer and we will go over to discuss it tonight. Brother, leave it to Lin Han, there will be absolutely no problem!"

Although Zhuang Yao was confused, she looked relaxed and had no idea that her last sentence had already filled Zhuang Xiao with resentment.

Zhuang Xiao really didn't want Lin Han to continue staying in the Zhuang family.

He didn’t want Lin Han to get involved in the banker’s affairs.

To put it bluntly, he was afraid that Lin Han would attract his father's attention again and again and take away his already limited glory!

"Lin Han is so powerful? There is no business you can't do, above or below the ground!"

Zhuang Xiao praised him verbally, but his expression was completely different.

Lin Han just smiled casually and lowered his head to eat.

However, Zhuang Yao saw everything on her brother's face.

"What are you doing, brother?"

"Nothing! What can I do!"

Zhuang Xiao kicked the chair away and was about to leave.

Zhuang Kaiyuan, who had been forbearing for a long time, stood up and asked Zhuang Xiao in a deep voice:

"We haven't finished eating yet, where are you going?"

"I don't feel well! I don't want to eat anymore!"

Zhuang Xiao said this, but still stopped and looked at Zhuang Kaiyuan's face carefully.

"Sit down! Eat! The whole family finally gets to eat together! What the hell are you doing?"

Zhuang Kaiyuan scolded Zhuang Xiao and emphasized:

"I asked Lin Han to help me sell that book! If you have the ability, you can find a buyer yourself!"

"You can't find a buyer, and you're still making innuendos here?"

Zhuang Kaiyuan hit the nail on the head, and Zhuang Xiao’s face turned green.

Although Zhuang Kaiyuan has not been very satisfied with Zhuang Xiao's performance,

But the banker only has this one son.

No matter how dissatisfied Zhuang Kaiyuan was, he could only teach slowly.

Before Lin Han appeared, Zhuang Xiao had never been scolded so severely by Zhuang Kaiyuan.

Zhuang Xiao admitted his mistake and sat down.

But deep down, his hatred towards Lin Han increased a little.

Finally, lunch was over. Lin Han didn't say much. He found an excuse and went back to his villa.

Zhuang Yao followed again.

Lin Han asked her to pack up, and then they drove to the antique market together.

The place I'm going to at night is too unfamiliar.

And it was recommended by that blind old man.

Can't be careless.

In addition to preparing items for self-defense, Lin Han subconsciously felt that he also had to prepare some items to ward off evil spirits and avoid misfortune.

Because I don’t know much about this industry.

Lin Han wanted to try his luck in the antique market.

There were hardly any customers at the antique market in the afternoon.

Several of them have closed their stalls, leaving a small space.

Lin Han and Zhuang Yao walked and stopped.

A stall owner not far away attracted Lin Han's attention.

The stall owner is in his forties, with dark skin and a strong build. He is wearing the clothes of the Miao ethnic minority.

She also wore a silver bracelet about an inch wide on her wrist.

Judging from their attire, they are indeed a minority.

However, there are many people in the antique market today who pretend to be members of ethnic minorities and sell antiques.

Lin Han walked in front and took a few steps towards the stall owner.

The stall owner was talking to a middle-aged man and paid no attention to Lin Han and Zhuang Yao who were walking over.