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Chapter 7

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    "Your house is so beautiful, can you visit it?" Zuo Qinghuan asked, she wanted to see the difference between the place where the empress of the palace lived and her golden house.

    "Of course." Qin Wanshu replied, she didn't dislike getting along with Zuo Qinghuan, on the contrary, she liked it a little bit, and she didn't know if it was the affinity brought by Zuo Qinghuan's clean and refined appearance.

    "This is my husband's study." Qin Wanshu brought Zuo Qinghuan into Han Shibin's study.

    Without Qin Wanshu's introduction, Zuo Qinghuan could tell. There was a group photo of Qin Wanshu and Han Shibin on the table. Qin Wanshu had a faint smile and was always elegant.  The appearance of a talented woman.

    "Your husband?" Zuo Qinghuan pointed to Han Shibin in the photo and asked knowingly.

    "Yes." Qin Wanshu nodded.

    "Looks very handsome." Zuo Qinghuan praised without hesitation, also, if he is not handsome, Han Shibin is chosen among so many men.

    "Many people say that." Qin Wanshu said with a smile, no matter whether it was a compliment for herself or Han Shibin, Qin Wanshu had already become numb to hearing it.

    "There should be many women who like it." Zuo Qinghuan said with a meaningful smile at Qin Wanshu.

    Qin Wanshu was slightly taken aback, many women had plans for Han Shibin, Qin Wanshu knew about it, but this was the first time a woman showed her plans for her husband in front of her.

    "That should be my pride." Qin Wan said generously.

    Zuo Qinghuan didn't see the slightest displeasure in Qin Wanshu's eyes, if it wasn't that Qin Wanshu didn't love Han Shibin, then Qin Wanshu's morality was too deep, Zuo Qinghuan thought to himself.

    "The one opposite?" Zuo Qinghuan changed the subject, she didn't want to reveal her mistress' identity in front of her ex-wife, although she felt that Qin Wanshu wouldn't do anything to her, but the benefactor probably wouldn't want to see herself and his wife happily ever after  look.

    "My study." Seeing that Zuo Qinghuan quickly changed the subject, Qin Wanshu knew that Zuo Qinghuan seemed to have no interest in her husband's study.

    Qin Wanshu brought Zuo Qinghuan into his study, and he rarely let people into his study, after all, everything in his study is very precious, even the cleaning is done by himself, Qin Wanshu can bring Zuo Qinghuan into his study  The study room is already an exception.

    "You have a lot of gadgets in your study" Zuo Qinghuan felt that the things in Qin Wanshu's room were novel, and couldn't help touching them everywhere. This is a human instinct. Even if you don't know what things are, you can touch something that is curious  All feel good.

    Qin Wanshu looked at Zuo Qinghuan's restless hands touching everywhere, feeling a little frightened, fearing that they would be broken. It's not that these things are valuable, but that these things are treasures, unique things in the world, and I usually cherish them very much.  Influenced by my grandfather's reading and seeing, he regards these ancient relics as lifeblood.  But if you don't let her touch it, you will look stingy, after all, as long as you don't fall, it won't break if you touch it, so Qin Wanshu had no choice but to give up and wait for Zuo Qinghuan to play without fun.

    "Are these antiques?" Zuo Qinghuan asked belatedly. He seemed to have heard that Miss Qin likes antiques. Zuo Qinghuan looked at the antiques in the room, and suddenly felt that Miss Qin's wealth was scary.  It is much thicker than his own benefactor.

    Qin Wanshu nodded.

    "How much is this bowl in my hand worth?" Zuo Qinghuan asked, pointing to the bowl in her hand, she was not interested in how precious these antiques were, but she was interested in how much these antiques were worth.

    "To me, they are all priceless." Qin Wanshu feels that these things cannot be measured by money.

    "Then how much did you buy?" Zuo Qinghuan felt that people like Qin Wanshu were incomprehensible, spending so much money to buy these things and not being able to use them, but also serving these treasures like a slave, his mind is simply sick.

    "Three million." Qin Wanshu replied, many of them were given by her grandfather. From her birth to now, she has received 30 birthday presents, and this is the first time she and her grandfather participated in an auction.

    "How good would it be to change it into banknotes?" Zuo Qinghuan muttered, there are at least dozens of antiques here, and Qin Wanshu's net worth is really high.

    "Everyone has love, and ten thousand gold is not for sale." Qin Wanshu said lightly.

    "You have never been down, otherwise you will find that these are rubbish, not as good as money." Zuo Qinghuan sneered, Miss Qin is standing and talking without back pain, how does a child who has never been short of money know what it is like to be short of money?  After all, no matter how delicate the bowl is, it is not as solid as the steamed buns in the bowl.

    "Perhaps." Qin Wanshu did not argue, she neither denied Zuo Qinghuan's point of view, nor approved Zuo Qinghuan's point of view.?Perhaps because of this, grandpa said that he must keep himself rich for the rest of his life, so as not to be stained by copper stink.

    Zuo Qinghuan is not an elegant person, the curiosity about these things quickly passed, Qin Wanshu quickly took Zuo Qinghuan away from his study, Qin Wanshu skipped his bedroom, and brought Zuo Qinghuan to the piano room on the third floor  .

    The piano room is very large, even bigger than the study room below. The huge piano room is very empty, only an expensive-looking piano is placed in front of the huge French windows, and there are curtains in a single color, which looks very strange.

    "It's empty, it's strangely deserted." Zuo Qinghuan felt that the piano room was so deserted that it was a little scary. She felt that the person who designed it must have a certain degree of psychopathy. Zuo Qinghuan rejected any feeling of emptiness.  Too much space is always afraid of exposing yourself.

    "The actual meaning is to let the moonlight shine on the piano through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I want to feel the artistic conception of Beethoven playing the moonlight" Qin Wanshu said regretfully, but it is a pity that the moonlight cannot be seen in the city.

    "Qin Wanshu, I can't see that you are so hypocritical too" Zuo Qinghuan felt that rich people are really too hypocritical, setting up such a large floor-to-ceiling window and wasting such a large space just to play moonlight music like Beethoven.

    "Hypocritical? Will you?" Qin Wanshu was called hypocritical for the first time, and looked at Zuo Qinghuan with some maladjustment. In fact, everyone has some fantasy thoughts in their hearts, right?  Qin Wanshu argued in his heart.  Qin Wanshu didn't know that Zuo Qinghuan seriously despised her fantasy ideas.

    "Well, quite hypocritical." Zuo Qinghuan looked at Qin Wanshu's bewildered expression, and said with certainty.

    Qin Wanshu's usual elegant expression was a little cracked, like a child who is used to praise and feels at a loss for sudden criticism, his expression is too cute, Zuo Qinghuan thought to himself.

    Zuo Qinghuan's attention quickly turned to the piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. When she was a child, she had never even touched a piano. In her memory, it was something that would never be available. Zuo Qinghuan's fingers slid across the seemingly expensive  Piano, and then raised his head to look at Qin Wanshu.

    "Can you play?" Zuo Qinghuan asked softly.  She knew that Han Shibin could play, and since she and Han Shibin were together, Han Shibin only played it once for herself. At that time, Han Shibin was like an elegant prince, and this elegant woman permeates her bones. I am afraid she will be more charming when she plays the piano.  .  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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