Kiss You, Sweetheart

He's holding the necklace. He's holding it.

Xiaowu doesn't have the guts to switch, and the appraiser doesn't have the guts to make a fake, so the problem lies with the jeweler.

What's the trick of deceiving everyone?

Song Zhixin's eyes were slightly deep. As soon as his eyes turned, he fell on the small suitcase with jewelry. At first glance, there was nothing special, but when his fingers carefully touched around the suitcase, he found the hidden little button.

With a little press, a dark box pops out, and song Zhixin immediately understands what's going on.

This is a magic suitcase!

Ha ha! It's true that the idea hit song Da Shao's head. Song Zhixin's mouth was filled with a slight sneer. Instead of being angry, he was full of curiosity.

He wants to see what is sacred. He is so arrogant. He knows that he is dealing with the Song family, and he dares to fake it.

It suddenly occurred to him that Xiaowu said that the jeweler was a woman.

A woman Song Zhixin's smile at the corner of his mouth became unpredictable. What kind of woman should use such a desperate method to attract his attention?

If he doesn't cooperate, won't he let him down?

Song Zhixin threw the necklace into the trunk and made a phone call.

"Come to my room."

Song Zhixin is making himself a cup of coffee in his spare time. He sits on the sofa and savors it leisurely. The loss of 10 million has no effect on his mood.

After flipping through a magazine, I saw a brand, a kind of Glass King green bracelet, with a price of nearly 20 million. Remembering that Qi Pei likes jadeite very much, this bracelet must be more suitable for her.

Song Zhixin closed the magazine, made a phone call and arranged for the store to deliver the goods immediately.

Hang up the phone, fingers gently knocked on the table, then there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The door was gently pushed open. Xiaowu stood at the door, dressed in black. He saluted song Zhixin respectfully: "young master, what can I do for you?"

"Show me the video of tears of the stars trading." Song Zhixin's fingers, still gently tap the desktop, eyes light ran looking out of the window, mouth still smile.

"All right, young master, just a moment." Xiaowu stood at the door and talked to the bodyguard who took the camera that day with his walkie talkie.

Soon, the bodyguard ran upstairs and handed the camera to song Zhixin.

The video was taken when Demi opened the suitcase, and then the appraisers carefully identified it. The light emitted by the real "star tears" is quite different from that emitted by the fake one.

The next scene is when Demi suddenly doesn't sell and hides her suitcase behind her. Seeing that, song Zhixin pressed the pause button. There is no need to look any more. Here, the real and fake "tears of the stars" are transferred.

Song Zhixin gently pinches his chin in one hand and enlarges the picture in the other. He stares at Demi's face for several seconds.

She is a beautiful and delicate woman. In order to attract his attention, she is really bold and reckless. She even ignores her family's life.

What is her purpose for him? It's not just selling him a fake.

Looking at Demi's exquisite figure in a tight black leather suit, song Zhixin smiles gently. The women in leather clothes are more or less free and uninhibited and tasteful!