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Gu Yuheng lowered his gaze and landed on her arm: "Is that what you asked of him, too?"

"Him?" Mu Nian followed his gaze and saw his arm.

She suddenly discovered that her arm was quite white, probably because the piece Fu Sinian had grabbed turned red, which made the surrounding skin look fairer.

Gu Yuheng: "Fu Sinian."

"I don't have any demands on him, but on you...I just hope that you can think about yourself."

"No matter what he does, it's a surprise to you, so you don't have any demands on him?"

Mu Nian frowned.

She didn't quite understand the meaning of Gu Yuheng's words.

Gu Yuheng sighed: "That's all."

He stopped talking, but Mu Nian got lost in his words. She didn't feel that she was asking Gu Yuheng to do something. Could it be that she wanted him to focus on himself, was it also a request?

Moreover, she didn't ask Fu Sinian because she expected a surprise?

What surprise can Fu Sinian give her?
Mu Nian subconsciously turned her head, only to see Fu Sinian opposite her looking at her, colder than the first snow in January.

She twitched the corners of her mouth and looked away guiltily.

There was obviously no spark in the interaction between the two, but in He Qinglan's view, it was full of affection, and she immediately clenched her fists.

This lingering bitch.

He Qinglan was angry, but she didn't dare to act rashly. The He family suffered a lot because of beating Mu Nian before. Although no one blamed her, she clearly felt that at least Fu Sinian was not that close to her anymore.

Therefore, she decided not to care about Mu Nian's reputation.

As for other places...

At this time-

"Miss Mu Nian, we have already taken out all the things, may I ask you to push them in?" The person outside the door said respectfully.

"Come on." Mu Nian responded.

"Yes."

The hostess lady opened the door, and on a cart, on three antique sandalwood tables, there were three different black boxes, all of which were locked.

Miss Manners handed one of them to Mu Nian: "There are two keys in total, I have one, and Mr. Li Sijue has another one. Only with the key in your hand can you open the box."

Mu Nian took out a small plastic bag from his pocket, and a key was lying quietly inside.

She took the key from the hostess lady, matched her own key, and opened the first box.

As soon as the hanging wood came out, all the scents in the room were covered.

Gu Yuheng sighed: "The taste of the fragrant wood is indeed unique."

This kind of flavor can't be blended with other flavors. It's an absolutely exquisite aroma.

Faint, clean, but lingering.

It must feel good to fall asleep in this smell.

"I have read in the book that there are two ways to distinguish this kind of weeping wood. The first is to add water. If the taste becomes lighter when it meets water, then it is not authentic weeping wood. The second is to cut off a little and use Fire, if the burnt charcoal is a whole piece, then it is real."

As he spoke, Mu Nian took out a small knife.

Gu Yuheng frowned slightly: "Are you going to cut this piece of wood?"

To know.

Once cut, the piece of weeping wood may be useless, and no one knows what the seller wants to use the weeping wood for.

"Brother said that this piece of wood is to be taken back to make a coffee table." Mu Nian smiled, "It takes too long to soak in water, so it's more convenient to cut."

Gu Yuheng: ...

Buy weeping wood for coffee table?
Li Sijue is really good at writing.

He Qinglan, who was on the side, said sourly: "The Li family is rich enough to buy such a precious wood to make a coffee table? I remember that even the tea table at brother Sinian's house is only made-to-order with common wood."