"You've learned bad habits from Yan Qingqiu. What kind of jokes are you saying?" An Yan said as she picked things from the shelf. She came back to get something.

The old man took the opportunity to say to her, "I have found all the lost treasures these days, and the owner of Flower Snake Mountain has also sent me many good things. I have put them all in the treasury. The city lord should not look at them."

"Don't look at it anymore. Just keep it." An Yan only cared about the things in her hands. They were all worthless things, but they were very old and had an old smell.

The old man walked over and said, "What does the city lord want these things for? They are not valuable and can't be used in the Diugala Wall."

"That's great. Bring me everything you don't want. Maybe I can pick out a few good things from them." An Yan said, motioning him to get them quickly.

The old man immediately ordered several people to fetch it.

As expected, they were all old things, but a few good ones could be found. An Yan took a fancy to a teapot and said, "Although it's a bit old, it looks good. It should be quite artistic to plant some flowers and plants with it. I think it would be nice to put a branch of peach blossoms in it."

"This wooden plate is interesting, and the patterns on it are beautiful too." The old man said, pointing to a wooden tray.

An Yan picked it up and looked at it carefully. She also thought it was good and said, "It's very good. Put it away for me. I want all of them. Then go see if there are any lanterns, the kind that can be hung. They should be more beautiful. They don't need to be as luxurious as palace lanterns, and they don't need to be newly made."

"What kind of lamp is that?" asked the old man.

"It's the kind of lamp that was hung on the door in ancient times, used by ordinary people."

"City Lord, what's wrong with you? Now everything is modernized, no one needs that kind of thing that can't light up." The old man thought it was very novel, but he said, "City Lord, come with me, I will take you to a place."

An Yan immediately followed him to a small courtyard. The old man opened the door of a room and motioned her to go in. He said, "We used to use these lanterns, but later we put most of them away. I couldn't bear to throw them away, so I put them all here. There are also some oil-paper umbrellas and bamboo baskets over there."

"It's really interesting. These are exactly what I'm looking for." An Yan looked around as if she had found a treasure. She picked out four lanterns, a few bamboo baskets and a red oil-paper umbrella.

"City Lord, what are you doing?"

"For decorating the house." An Yan murmured.

In fact, it was not An Yan who was looking for these things, but Wen Jiaer. It was not a whim, he decided to live here for a long time, so he wanted to build a garden exactly the same as the one in his dream, and collect some old furniture and utensils from everywhere.

He was arranging things in the house, but he always felt that something was missing.

At this time, seeing An Yan coming in with a pile of things, he hurried over to take over and asked, "Where are you from and why are you carrying so many things?"

"I'll go find something good for you. There's more in the car." An Yan said as she turned around to get it, but was stopped by Wen Jiaer. He said, "I'll pour you a cup of tea. You take a rest. I'll get it."

An Yan was indeed thirsty. She walked into the house and picked up the tea to drink. She watched Wen Jiaer bring all the things in. She also saw him hang all the lanterns on the corridor outside. Suddenly, she felt like she was back in the garden of her previous lives.

She always sat like this, holding a teacup, looking at the lit red lanterns outside, and felt dazed for a moment.

Wen Jiaer stood under the lantern, turned around and asked An Yan: "Where did this come from? I couldn't find a lantern like this, but you found it."

"I have a few friends who are very interested in antiques, so I asked them to find it for me."

"I'll give you whatever it cost."

"You're welcome. It's only natural for friends to help each other."

"That won't do. We have to settle what needs to be settled. I can't let you suffer any loss." Wen Jiaer looked unwilling.

"I don't feel I'm at a disadvantage. Besides, I didn't get it for money from them."

"In that case, I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Are you free?"

An Yan lowered her eyes and suddenly asked him, "You should have finished taking the medicine."

"Just finished eating today."

"Well, I'll prescribe two more pills for you. Take them on time as a thank you."

"How can you settle accounts like this?" Wen Jiaer sat down next to An Yan, added some water to her cup, and said, "Isn't that a big advantage for me? This is not good."

This was his personality before, he didn't want to owe anyone anything, and now, after several reincarnations, he has not changed.

Wen Jiaer also poured himself a glass of water, and then asked: "Why do you insist on curing me?"

"Didn't you say your illness is incurable?"

"Yes, I have seen many famous doctors and taken many medicines, but they didn't work at all. I am too lazy to think about it anymore."

"That's exactly what you mean. If I can cure him, wouldn't I be a miracle doctor?" An Yan smiled at him.

Wen Jiaer was stunned by her smile and shuddered as if he had been electrocuted. He always felt that she was kind and familiar, as if he had known her for a long, long time, and he couldn't calculate the time.

Seeing that he didn't answer, An Yan continued, "This is a doctor's obsession. Any doctor likes to challenge difficult problems, especially those that everyone says cannot be cured. So please satisfy my vanity."

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Wen Jiaer lowered his eyes and said, "I am not lying. You look like an old friend of mine, but I can't remember what kind of old friend it is."

"Stop thinking about it and clean up the house." An Yan said as she stood up and placed the other things she had brought on him one by one.

Wen Jiaer added: "No matter what, I should thank you. I'll treat you to dinner today, okay?"

An Yan turned to look at him, and after a moment's thought, she said, "Okay, so you don't always feel uncomfortable."

It was these words that Wen Jiaer did not want to owe too many favors, so he immediately took out his phone and said, "I'll go make a reservation. What do you like to eat?"

"I'm fine with anything. I'm not picky about food. You decide." An Yan just focused on the food in her hands.

Wen Jiaer nodded and decided to choose the most expensive and luxurious restaurant.

It was raining outside, but fortunately it was a drizzle, which made people feel cool when it touched their faces.

Li Rongsen felt a little depressed today. He didn't know what was going on. Even the documents in his hands felt as heavy as a mountain, and his thoughts kept wandering.

In order to avoid making mistakes in decision-making, he planned to take a break.

At this time, Nissen came in. He was about to say something when he saw someone coming up from behind him and said, "Oh, if I need any more notification, I came in by myself."

When Li Rongsen saw that it was Yan Qingqiu, he signaled Nison to go down first.

Yan Qingqiu sat down in front of him and said, "Hey, last time you said you would treat me to a good meal, but I ended up eating someone's dinner for free. That doesn't count. You have to treat me again."

"Where do you want to eat?" Li Rongsen put down the documents in his hand and asked him.

"I want the most expensive and luxurious place. Are you willing?" Yan Qingqiu gave him a wicked smile.

Li Rongsen was naturally not stingy, and said, "Okay, call An Yan along."

"She went to West City. It's just the two of us today. When she comes back, you can treat her again." Yan Qingqiu said politely.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, so you don't accuse me of being stingy again." Li Rongsen said as he stood up.