When he looked up, Jiang Mingxin was gone.
Bai Ruoxi's classmates did not leave. They all rushed over and angrily helped Bai Ruoxi insult Jiang Mingxin, and also put on some glares at the same time.
"Ruoxi was kind enough to accompany her for the appraisal, but her attitude was so awful. It's really too much!"
"I've memorized her face. I'll curse her every time I see her!"
"Yeah, Ruoxi, don't worry. We are all on your side. People like her are not worth helping."
Bai Ruoxi enjoyed everyone's concern calmly, but did not say a word to defend Jiang Mingxin.
She was now worried that Jiang Dawei would go to jail for abuse, and that her stepfather would take Jiang Mingxin to the county out of sympathy.
Wasn't it because he loved me that he accepted me?
He was so supportive of Jiang Mingxin yesterday. If they were allowed to interact a few more times, he would definitely find that Mingxin looked more like her mother than she did. Then...
"Brother Mingfeng, I want to go back and cook for my dad. Can you take me back?"
Gu Mingfeng nodded. Ruoxi was innocent and pure, delicate and precious, and should be held in the palm of one's hand.
She was carried into the car lovingly in a princess hug.
All the female classmates present stamped their feet excitedly, watched them leave with envy and jealousy, then pounded their sore legs and resigned themselves to taking the bus.
Among so many girls in the military compound, Bai Ruoxi has the best fate. She was spoiled by her father and brother when she was a child, and she was spoiled by her husband after she got married. She is destined to live a carefree life.
On the other side, Jiang Mingxin had already found out that the Antique Street was near the City Museum. After asking for the route, he took the No. 7 tram.
The tram passed the intersection with its long braid raised, just brushing past Gu Mingfeng's military vehicle, and their eyes happened to meet.
Before he could react, Jiang Mingxin turned his face away as if he had seen something dirty.
Gu Mingfeng rubbed his eyes and felt that he had seen it wrong.
He had a bad attitude just now and kept defending Ruoxi. Jiang Mingxin must be jealous to death, right?
Humph, you deserve it!
If you really want to win his heart back, you should be obedient.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Mingxin had already forgotten about him and was only thinking about selling the blue and white porcelain brush washer as soon as possible.
It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when she arrived at the antique street with her canvas backpack. She quickly put on her sunglasses, found a corner to draw talismans, and opened her third eye.
After a leisurely stroll, text information on more than 30 antiques and treasures, dating from the Sui, Tang, and Five Dynasties to the Ming and Qing Dynasties, suddenly appeared in my sight, and they were all located in a relatively concentrated area.
Walking towards the area with the most red frames, she took off her sunglasses and stopped in front of a vermilion Ruyi door.
It has five-purlin hard roof and double-step beams, with a plaque that reads "Wanggu Pavilion" hanging on it.
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