Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

Duanmu Baolian sent him to the door, turned around and came back, feeling a little sad, leaning on the sofa in a daze.

"Hey, girl, are you alright?" Yang Nairu, who was sitting next to her, frowned and asked.

"Uncle Fat, I want to cry." Duanmu Baolian pouted, feeling sad for no reason.

"It's fine, why do you want to cry?" Yang Nairu hurriedly comforted, "It's okay, the sky hasn't collapsed yet, why are you crying?"

"If the sky falls, there will naturally be tall people and fat people supporting me, so I don't have to cry, I just..." Duanmu Baolian couldn't tell why, but she just felt uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

"Baolian, you won't be the same as my little Tang, will you?" the doctor asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Duanmu Baolian was stunned, why is she the same as Xiao Tang?

"You can't accept your uncle's status?" the doctor asked, "So you're sad? It's okay, if you want to cry, just cry, and it will be better if you cry. Let me tell you, if it wasn't because of your face today, I would I want to strangle him to death, and I can't accept his identity either."

This time, Duanmu Baolian didn't speak, she just felt that Chen Boming had lived too hard these years, even his hair was gray... his face was wrinkled and his hands were covered with rough calluses.

People in this world bully him, mock him, and belittle him. He has to suffer silently. He uses heavy labor in exchange for a meager salary. What is he planning?

If it's just a mediocre life, it's a pity that when this mediocre and mediocre person is about to grow old, why can't he think about it?

From Ximen Mingyue's mouth, Duanmu Baolian can be sure that the robbery of the jewelry exhibition in the Yuan's Guild Hall was really done by him, and he also admitted it.The death of Chen Bozhi's family is of course insignificant, or it can be said that it was his own fault, but it also shows that he is no longer willing to be mediocre.

"Baolian, when Xiao Tang found out who I was, he hid at home and was sad, didn't get in touch with anyone, and made noodles when he was very hungry. When I came back and saw him, I wanted to beat him up. Don't do that. It's a silly thing." The doctor was busy and comforted.

"I don't! I just miss my relatives." Duanmu Baolian said, "I don't care if he is the honest and mediocre person, or the Dark Moon Lord who is proud of the underground world. To me, he is just my uncle—— Miss my father, miss my uncle."

Speaking of Duanmuze, she wanted to cry. In fact, she didn't have much extravagance, as long as she could call him often and listen to his voice. However, Duanmuze was able to blacklist him. Haven't been able to get in.

If she used another phone to call the mobile phone, once she got through, a very mechanical voice would come from the phone: "The number you dialed is an empty number."

Every time she heard this voice, Duanmu Baolian hated certain privileged people very much, even if she had money, she couldn't play such a game?

"I just feel how ridiculous that Zhang Fengzhen is." Ximen Mingyue sighed, and said, "Such a greedy and snobbish person, but sitting on a treasure mountain without knowing it."

"Oh?" Sun Wuye asked a little strangely, "Why did Master Mingyue say such a thing?"

"In the early years, our Qianmen were not completely separated. Their family was in charge of money. We split up at that time, and since then we have been separate. The Chen family is in charge of money. No one knows how much money their family has." The doctor explained .