Huo Tianxian joked and knew that it was just right. After asking about the observation of Jing Yunzhao's look, he would not continue to ask more questions. However, when he looked at Jing Yunzhao's appearance, he felt more interesting in his heart.

After four people finished eating, they strolled around the street near A. Jingyun Zhao bought a lot of daily necessities, and finally the big bag was returned to the school dormitory.

At this time, Zhou Meijun has also returned to the school. As for the wife of that week, she is in the fire at home.

Of course, her husband is not involved in entertainment, otherwise if he let him know that he has spent hundreds of thousands to buy a bunch of fake agarwood bracelets, it is certainly not as trusting and praised as her brother.

"Sister, what did you suddenly ask me to come over? You also know that the school is going to start school. I am busy preparing for the students these two days..." The man was a little annoyed.

Mrs. Zhou is in her early forties, and this younger brother is only in his thirties. He is wearing a white shirt with a suit trousers and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His face is square and looks like a very knowledgeable person.

However, the only shortcoming is that this man has a **** scorpion near his knees, and it seems that he has a bit of a sense of human error.

Mrs. Zhou sat on the sofa and looked up at her younger brother. Her chest was fluctuating, and she slammed the things in her hand on the coffee table in front of her. "Du Rongyang! What else do you want to lie to me?" time?!"

Du Rongyang was shocked. His eyes swept to the scattered wooden beads. Some guilty conscience: "Sister, what do you mean by this? Are you going out with beauty to go out for beauty? How suddenly is such a big fire!"

"Don't tell me beauty! Rongyang, my sister is not thin to you, do you even lie to me now?!" Mrs. Zhou shivered and pointed at the wooden beads and said: "You know how much I lost today. People? People say that I am carrying this thing is not agarwood, it is dead, fake!"

Du Rongyang’s heart was “squeaky” and he laughed twice: “Just for this? Sister, there are many people who don’t know the goods. This thing is really true. Who dares to say it is fake? I am looking for her theory!”

Mrs. Zhou snorted and looked at her brother’s eyes: "Do you really know?"

"Sister! I will not lie to you if I lie, then, my brother, I am a university professor, doing things brightly, how can I make a fake?" The cold sweat of the forehead must flow down.

I knew that my sister found out that it was a fake. When he came, he should make a phone call with Meijun in advance to prepare himself...

"It's also a theory. I was humiliated today and I can't lift my head." Mrs. Zhou glared at her brother's ignorance, and her heart was a little dissipated: "You are also, and it is a good way to ensure things." Well, as a result, this thing is now on fire, and it’s a terrible smell. I don’t want to go out for the past few days. If my friends asked me why I didn’t bring this string, I really don’t know. How to say!"

Jin Yu is indeed cheesy, but at the very least it will not let her distinguish.

Hundreds of thousands, ordinary people have to earn twenty years!

Du Rongyang was relieved, but there was some doubt. This is good. How can my sister suddenly think of using fire to judge true and false?

"Sister, I just knew, I am sorry, I blame me too much for being cheated. I lost my face, so I will give it to my sister, although I don’t have much salary every month, but I am good. It is also a university professor..." Du Rongyang looked distressed and had some appraisals. When Mrs. Zhou saw it, the heart was soft.

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