My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

Antique Street in the south of the city, Wanbaozhai.

Ren Dechang entered the store and looked around, he was shocked.

In this huge shop, there are at least hundreds of millions of things on display, and there is not even a person looking at the shop in the front hall.

It would be a big loss if some caring people took a few things casually.

As he walked towards the living room next to him, he shouted loudly, "Where are the people in the shop?"

After a while, Cao Xuanhe came out from behind the screen.

Ren Dechang was shocked when he saw the person coming, he just sat down and got up quickly: "Yo, Boss Cao?"

Cao Xuanhe walked over, nodded at him, and said hello: "Mr. Ren."

Ren Dechang said with a smile on his face: "What a coincidence, I came here today to pick up the leak, and I worshiped the God of Wealth before going out. I didn't expect to be favored by the old man. I came to the store and met you."

"You are polite." Cao Xuanhe is not good at being hypocritical, but he still asked politely: "Did Boss Ren pick out a good product today?"

"Not yet, this is not coming to your store to have a look. Boss Cao has found some good things recently, can you show them to Liang Liang?"

Cao Xuanhe turned on the water release button on the tea table, and began to add water to the kettle, ready to make tea.

"It's nothing interesting, it's just something that Mr. Ren doesn't like."

"Hey, where is this? On this street, only your Boss Cao's store has a lot of good things. If you say that there are no good things, then you dare not say that you have them in other stores. Just say that there are many good things in your store. Who doesn't miss that shelf of things."

As he spoke, he put his arms on the tea table, leaned slightly, and asked, "Boss Cao, your blue and white exquisite vase..."

Cao Xuanhe interrupted him: "It's a little thing I keep."

Ren Dechang looked a little disappointed, and sighed: "Okay, but if one day, Boss Cao, you get tired of playing and want to make a move, you must definitely think about me."

Cao Xuanhe nodded in response, "It's easy to say."

In fact, this is just a polite remark.

The blue and white exquisite vase was Qian Yu's shelter, so how could it be so easy to get rid of it.

Ren Dechang put aside his thoughts on the Linglong bottle, took advantage of Cao Xuanhe's time to make tea, got up and wandered around the store, his eyes lit up when he saw the things he liked inside.

Later, I couldn't hold back and picked a few things to take away.

After paying the money, Ren Dechang felt confident. He took out a pocket watch the size of a palm from his pocket with a smile, and said, "Boss Cao, I recently fell in love with a gadget. Can you give me your palm?"

When Cao Xuanhe heard the words, he nodded in response.

outside the store.

Ming Yi listened to the two people in the store talking a bunch of things he didn't understand, and felt anxious, thinking why this little fat man talked so much, he couldn't talk another day.

He was still anxious to confess his love to Cao Xuanhe.

Finally, the man got the compliment from Cao Xuanhe, and walked out of the store with a few items in satisfaction.

Cao Xuanhe didn't get up to see him off.

One is that the identity of the other party is not enough to make him get up.

The second is that he has been in a bad mood for the past two days, and he doesn't want to bother too much with these people's sophistication.

As soon as Ren Dechang left, the corners of Cao Xuanhe's mouth sank, and he slowly turned a teacup in his hand, staring at a certain place in a daze.

On the night of Ching Ming Festival, what the little ghost said kept spinning in his mind.

[Don't mention it, we have nothing to do. 】

[Then how can it be done, how can I be crushed and under the body of others when I have a big attack, forget it, I can only say that we are destined to have nothing to do...]

not fated.

He was the one who said he fell in love at first glance, but now he is the one who gave up instantly.

The little thing is not very capable, but he is quite chic in his actions.

Cao Xuanhe laughed lightly, and there was more or less self-deprecation in this smile.

The smile gradually faded, his expression turned cold, his lips were pursed, and the strength of holding the cup in his hand kept tightening, completely unaware that someone entered the store.

Until a clear and pleasant voice reminded: "If you pinch it any further, this glass will break."

Hearing this familiar voice, Cao Xuanhe stiffened his back, withdrew his thoughts, turned his head to look at the person entering the store, no, it was a ghost entering the store.

Ming Yi met his gloomy and cold gaze, showed a bright smile, and waved his hand in greeting: "Boss Cao, long time no see~"

Cao Xuanhe quickly withdrew his eyes, hid the surprise in his eyes, and said indifferently, "What are you doing here?"

Ming Yi laughed twice, "I want you to see how much it is worth?"

Cao Xuanhe frowned: "Huh?"

Ming Yi took out his tablet and pushed it in front of him.

It was a piece of gloomy wood, pitch black in color, less than the size of a palm, and two characters could be vaguely seen engraved on it: Ming Yi.

Seeing him staring at his tablet without speaking, Ming Yi leaned closer and asked, "How about selling it to you?"

Cao Xuanhe sneered: "Heh."

"No."

he said, pushing it away.

The smile on Ming Yi's face froze, he frowned and asked in displeasure, "Why?"

Cao Xuanhe casually threw out a reason: "It's worthless."

Ming Yi said angrily: "Why is it worthless? This is a tablet with my name engraved on it, which records my merits and virtues in several lifetimes. It is the only one in the world!"

Cao Xuanhe pursed his lips and looked indifferent, but his hand that kept turning the cup betrayed his inner agitation.

Ming Yi didn't give up, and continued to promote and sell his own small tablet: "Although you look at it as an ordinary piece of gloomy wood, after all, it is something in the underworld, not in the world of heaven."

"And the tablet is very important to us little ghosts. I give it to you, which is equivalent to handing over my wealth and life to you. After doing this calculation, it becomes valuable..."

"Why come back?"

Cao Xuanhe suddenly interrupted him.

"Huh?" Ming Yi was taken aback.

Cao Xuanhe tilted his head and raised his eyelids to look at him: "Didn't you leave? Didn't you say that there is no destiny? Why come back now?"

Ming Yi looked at him, and saw the suppressed anger in his deep black eyes.

He clicked his tongue and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I was too surprised at the time, and I didn't know how to accept it before running away."

Ming Yi felt that he was wrong to say so, and said irritably: "Oh, just... I chased you at first, with the intention of marrying you as my wife, but later I found out that you didn't want to, and you did that kind of thing to me. Immediately I didn’t know what to do.”

"I never thought that I would be a daughter-in-law for someone else. When you chopped me off, I felt very angry and angry. I wanted to beat you up, but when I saw you, most of the anger I was holding in my heart disappeared. .”

"I've been torturing myself for the past few days. I obviously want to escape, but I can't help but think about you and what will we do in the future?"

Cao Xuanhe sneered: "After thinking about it for a few days, did you come up with the result that there is no fate?"

"Ah... did I tell you that?"

He didn't have the slightest impression.

Ming Yi thought about it carefully, he seemed to have said this to the curly-haired ghost once.

He suddenly realized: "Did you go to the cemetery on the night of Qingming Festival?"

"Sure enough, it was the clothes you burned for me. Let me just say, the clothes are folded so exquisitely and beautifully. At first glance, they are not perfunctory handicrafts in the shroud shop."

"What are you doing in the cemetery at night, why don't you go to me? If I see you, maybe I will figure it out on the spot."

You don't have to embarrass yourself there, struggling all day.

Cao Xuanhe laughed angrily at his words.

Obviously he was the one who didn't stay in the cemetery honestly, but now he blames him, saying that he didn't go to him, which is really unreasonable.

Seeing him laughing, Mingyi immediately approached him with a smile and said, "Boss Cao, don't be angry, this is all my fault, I shouldn't have left you and left, and I shouldn't have talked nonsense .”

He pushed his memorial tablet in front of Cao Xuanhe again, thought for a while and said: "It's better than this, this tablet is given to you for free, and I will attach countless dowry, so I promise not to let you suffer, that's all right!"

Cao Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and repeated his words: "Dowry?"

Ming Yi's cheeks were slightly flushed, and he felt a little awkward for the first time: "It's just... We have collided, since you don't want to be my wife, then I have to give in."

As he spoke, he forcefully stuffed the tablet into Cao Xuanhe's hand, sat on his lap with Zukua, hugged his cheek, and kissed him: "Don't be angry, okay, look, I didn't take the initiative to put myself It was delivered."

Cao Xuanhe's originally monstrous anger was instantly soothed by his few words and a kiss.

But he still said with a tense face, "What if I don't want it?"

"No?" Ming Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked back: "Why don't you want any daughter-in-law who comes to your door? Are you stupid?"

Cao Xuanhe: "..."

Ming Yi simply cheated: "I don't care, it has already been delivered to my door anyway, and I can't return it. If you insist on not wanting it, then I can only take you back to be my wife."

"Let me tell you, you are the only one who has such a big face, let me voluntarily send to my door to be hacked, if other people dare to have the slightest thought of this, I can beat them so that even their parents can't recognize them. "

Cao Xuanhe didn't speak, Ming Yi put his hands on his shoulders, kept shaking, and asked: "I'm talking to you, do you want the daughter-in-law who came to the door, if you don't want it, I will carry you back..."

"……Um."

Ming Yi refused to let go, and chased after him and asked: "What does that mean, yes or no, it means that I am willing to let me carry you back as a daughter-in-law..."

Cao Xuanhe was twitched by his entangled temples, the hand holding his tablet hugged him into his arms, the other hand pinched his chin, leaned forward, and blocked his noisy little mouth.

"Well--"

Ming Yi was caught off guard, his eyes widened in surprise.

Afterwards, realizing that this was the promise Cao Xuanhe gave, he hugged and hugged his neck happily, and bullied him back not to be outdone.

After all, Ming Yi is too young, emotionally agitated, and won't restrain himself, just a kiss, he can't be too excited.

Cao Xuanhe glanced down, pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

Ming Yi was a little shy, but still pretended to be calm and said: "Why are you smiling? This proves that I am young and full of energy. I am not like you. At this time, I am still as calm as an 80-year-old man."

Cao Xuanhe removed him from his lap, stood up and walked out.

Ming Yi was baffled and thought he was angry at being teased by him, so he chased after him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Cao Xuanhe faintly threw out two words: "Close the shop."

"Ah?" Ming Yi was puzzled: "Why do you close the shop in broad daylight?"

Cao Xuanhe didn't answer, but just gave him a faint look.

Ming Yi read other hints from this look...