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In the end, she sighed, looked at the two maids by the side, and helplessly said, "I say, isn't it too much of a rallying matter? Isn't it too much of an exaggeration? Any woman will come …" Actually, even if you don't do this, I still won't do anything. "

Wasn't it just a holiday?

As someone who had once been the second young miss of a Wealthy Class family, An Xia didn't need to serve her like this.

"Young madam, we are very happy. The butler called the doctor and told him that the aunt of the second miss has come to show that her blood and Qi have been cleared and that you are getting better. This is something worth celebrating." The maid, Vin, clenched her fist.

Jingjing also said, "That's right, Young Madam, we are all worried about your health."

Three black lines appeared on An Xia's forehead. Was her vacation something worth celebrating? Why did it sound so weird?

"Yes …" "Is that so?" An Xia'er said stiffly, "There's no need to be like this. I'm doing very well. Oh right, Lu Bai went to the company?"

"Yes, Young Madam. She even instructed the chef to make the ginger soup for you."

If she was, she would have spat out the soup.

Really … I'm making things difficult for him.

After finishing the ginger and chicken soup, An Xia'er couldn't eat any other breakfast and gave Lu Bai a call.

The name of Lu Bai's comments on her phone, from Radish to Lu Bai, had now completely changed to 'CEO Lu', which made people look up to him.

After the call connected, Lu Bai heard her remain silent for a long time, "What happened?"

Hearing this low and luxurious voice, An Xia'er felt her heartbeat quicken and her ears go numb …

She took the phone away from her ear a little, "Um …" "Yes, thank you."

"Thank me for what."

"Ginger soup …" An Xia'er was a little speechless. "You were the one who asked the kitchen to prepare the ginger soup. Thank you. I've finished drinking it."

"Just finish it." Lu Bai said, "I'll go back in the afternoon and stay at home."

Home...

Every time he heard Lu Bai mention it.

An Xia'er's heart was filled with an unfathomable warmth as she felt that it was inconceivable that Lu Bai would treat their residence as his own.

She slowly narrowed her eyes and nodded. "En."

Just as Lu Bai was about to hang up, An Xia'er said, "Also, thanks for yesterday's matter, and thank you for taking me to the Xia Family's residence. Now, at least I know where I lived when I was young, and when I'm free, you'll accompany me back to take a look, right?"

"As long as you want."

"Yes, yes."

An Xia nodded.

"There's still half a month left. Endure it a little longer." Lu Bai said, "Me too."

"…"

After Lu Bai hung up the phone.

An Xia'er blinked. Eh? Endure what?

She suddenly understood — —

With a flushed face, he threw the phone onto the sofa.

"You're the one who should endure, right …" I just want to go out! "

Why did it sound like she couldn't wait to say something to him?

Jingjing heard her voice and ran in, "Young lady, what's the matter?"

An Xia'er's face flashed with an unnatural blush. "It's nothing. Oh right, where did you all go?"

"Oh, the housekeeper had the young lady cut the safe in the garden."

"What?"

An Xia'er was startled and hurriedly ran out.

In the garden.

Steward Wei was directing two bodyguards to cut the hard safe. The two bodyguards were wearing masks. Under the laser cutter, the safe was slowly cut in half.

An Xia'er ran out while saying, "Wait a minute, all of you be careful. Don't destroy the things inside …"

Butler Wei turned around and looked at her, "Young Madam, it's done. Why don't you take a look and see what's inside."

"Eh? "It has already been cut?"

Anshel hurried over and squatted down to examine the contents of the safe.

Just as Lu Bai had said, there were indeed some documents inside. However, due to the passage of time, some of the documents had turned yellow, but the words could still be seen.

But...

An Xia let out a sigh as she stood up to wave at the two halves of the document. "Look, I told you to be more careful. Now that the two halves are split, what do you think?"

"Young Mistress, according to what you said, we can only ask someone to open this password lock, but with my understanding of the safe, we need to maintain it regularly, otherwise the password core will easily malfunction and get stuck. This has been left there for more than a decade, and even some of the professional safe-keeping personnel might not be able to open it, so in the end we still need to use a cutting machine."

Seeing how professional he was, Anxia couldn't refute him. "Then what do you think we should do?"

"Young madam wants this document?"

"I haven't looked at it carefully. It might be useful." Anchor thought about it and said, "Aiya, forget it. You guys just need to paste the pages together. Just try to keep it legible."

"…" Steward Wei was sweating profusely as he received the letter, "Alright."

Anshel squatted down again to see if there was anything else.

Other than the document that had been cut in half, there was a rectangular leather folder and a small jewelry box.

After taking these things back to the villa, Anxia started to look through them.

Inside the old jewelry box was a ring.

An Xia'er picked it up and looked at it. "A man's ring?"

"Looks like it. It should be the Marquis of China's own." Steward Wei said.

An Xia'er raised the ring again and looked at it. "Indeed, there are initials inside."

"That's right." Steward Wei said, "However, from the looks of it, this ring's style is quite unique. It should be a foreign craftsmanship. Young Mistress should keep it as a souvenir."

"That's true. It belongs to my father after all." Anxia smiled. She looked at the old jewelry box, then turned back to the maid and said, "Go to my room and take down the jewelry box. You should properly store the ring inside."

"Yes, Young Madam."

After Jingjing went up to the table, Little Vin stared at the leather mask that was displayed on the table in front of An Xia.

This favorite is about the size of a long wallet, but it's very thick.

It might have been beside the safe, but it hadn't been cut.

As she did so, she undid the top button. "Let me see what this is …" Hm? Money? "

The moment he opened it.

There were several coins neatly arranged on each page.

Coins from different countries, and none of them are used now, can be called antique coins.

"Oh!" Xiao Wen's eyes lit up. "Young madam, could it be that your father is a collector of coins? Hurry up and verify if this is really another fortune left by the Xia Clan."

An Xia'er was also a little surprised. She hadn't thought that there would be so many coins inside. "Yes …" "It was unexpected."

There were many people around Lu Bai.

Steward Wei was like a universal steward.

He came over to take a look. "Young Madam, leave it to me."

With that, he left.

A moment later, he came out with a coin information book and a magnifying glass case. He was obviously determined to get the money he needed.

Finally, Anxia quietly sat to the side and watched Steward Wei, who was holding a magnifying glass, slowly moving it in front of every coin. Finally, An Xia quietly sat to the side and watched Steward Wei, who was holding a magnifying glass in his hand, slowly moving it in front of every coin.

The two maids stood nearby with their eyes wide open, not daring to breathe.

They were appraising the things left behind by the Duke of Xia in the Nine Dragons Palace.

Two hours later.

Steward Wei put down his tools unhurriedly. Under An Xia'er's blinking eyes, he stood up and bowed to her, "Young Madam, I've already finished appraising. You can rest assured that I have a hundred and twenty hearts on my mind. The Lu family has an antique business, and I have participated in it before, so it's not a problem for me to appraise coins."

The two maids gulped.

An Xia'er's expression was calm.

But he nodded vigorously.

"Well, I'll take it no matter what it turns out to be. To me, it's just something my father left behind."

"Young madam, these antique coins are the real deal. Furthermore, judging by the age, they are all worth collecting."

Ah!" It's true!

Jingjing and Little Vin held each other's hands, excitedly shouting at the side.

An Xia'er twisted her fingers, her voice trembling a little, "Cold and calm, it's not like you've never seen money before. What's there to be excited about? Housekeeper Wei Wei, go on."

"Yes, Young Madam." Butler Wei said, "The coins on it are collected by many countries, and they are all very valuable. A few of them are already priceless, so if you want to estimate the price of these antique coins, it's probably..."

"Stop it!" An Xia'er suddenly moved forward with a wave of her hand, one hand covering her face as her shoulders trembled. "I'm afraid I won't be able to take it. Let's do it like this …"

It's over.

She must be a money grubber, like Lu Bai said …

Hearing money, her heart trembled ~

Steward Wei looked at her, "Young Madam, you're not going to listen?"

The maid looked at her.

"I'm not listening." An Xia said, "I'm not lacking in money right now. My father's things are mostly a souvenir to me. Thank you, Butler Wei. I will keep them safe and sound."

She picked up the favorite and went upstairs.

Steward Wei and the maid looked after her.

"What happened to the young mistress?" Xiao Wen asked, "Doesn't she want to know how much that antique currency is worth?"

Jing Jing said, "As Eldest Young Master's wife, there is no need to think about money. Maybe the young mistress is a little sad after seeing what his father left behind, so she doesn't want to continue listening."

Butler Wei frowned, but why did he feel that An Xia's reaction wasn't like the two of them had said?

An Xia returned to her room and put away the item left behind by the Duke of Xia. She then picked up the ring and looked at it before sighing and putting it in the lock as well. She wasn't in the mood that the maid had described.

Hearing that these antique coins were worth a lot of money, she was so shocked that she couldn't control herself.

Yes, these things were merely her father's relics to her. She did not need to think about anything else, because even if she were to become poor, she would not be able to sell her father's relics.