"You don't know yet, do you?" Yang Hua was about to tell her husband what had happened in the past few days when she was stopped by her daughter who rushed out of the kitchen.
"Mom, don't say it!" She did not dare to let her father know about this and could only say tactfully, " Father, Grandpa Jin said that your inkstone is too expensive, so he was unwilling to accept it. He got someone to send it back to me. " Coincidentally, my colleague was talking about the inkstone that day and said that he wanted to buy a good inkstone, so I sold it. "
As soon as she finished speaking, the chopsticks in Yan Zhijun's hand fell. After being stunned for a few seconds, he was furious."You sold my inkstone just like that? Do you know how valuable this thing is?"
"I know!"
"If you knew, you would still sell it to me!" Yan Zhijun roared angrily, and the veins on his neck bulged.
