Chapter 43 Jade Bangle
A large Qinghua porcelain vase was held in the old man's hand, he treasured it like a precious thing, and carefully placed it on the table. An Xin couldn't understand how this thing was brought to the hospital by the old man, and wasn't afraid of being bumped or touched, this kind of porcelain is most likely to be broken with just one careless move, An Xin thought that the old man had no common sense, his brain only had red blood cells and white blood cells.
The old man pulled up An Xin's hand, "Come on, little girl, let me show you my treasure." He patted the dusty chair beside him.
She carefully wiped the chair with a tissue she pulled out from her bag, before sitting down. "Old man, it's been ages since you last cleaned this place, it's all dusty and dirty."
"You don't know the value of things, old man. Everything here is a treasure. The chair you're making now was also made during the Kangxi Emperor's private visit. Look at the intricate carvings on top, who has such fine craftsmanship these days?"
"Are you watching too much 'The Private Life of Emperor Kangxi'? Don't be ridiculous."
"I won't tell you, just take a look at the bottle on the table!" The old man picked up the paper that An Xin had thrown on the table and looked at him with eager eyes.
She felt a chill run down her spine as she gazed nervously at the vase, afraid that if she dared to say anything bad about Old Master, he would skin her alive.
But why does this bottle look more and more familiar? This carving, this pattern, this size... Wait a minute, isn't this bottle exactly the same as the one at Qiao Ran's house? An Xin walked around the bottle in a circle, even touching the mouth of the bottle, and the feeling was the same.
"I've seen this bottle before." An Xin blurted out.
The old man heard this and said "Oh?" "Where is it?"
"It's at our counselor's home, the one you mentioned is my boyfriend, ah, speaking of which I want to emphasize that he is not my boyfriend, just my teacher, don't get it wrong."
"Oh." Same "oh" but this time with a different tone of voice, intentionally drawing out the ending sound.
The old man suddenly pulled his face close, carefully examining it from top to bottom, then took out a toothpick from who-knows-where and put it in his mouth without even picking his teeth. His mouth moved as he spoke, "You've even been to their house, what's there to explain? Explaining is just making excuses, making excuses is the truth, do you understand?"
An Xin: "......" It turns out that the old man's mouth is so sharp now, she admits defeat. No wind, no waves, it's best for her to keep silent.
An Xin finally came out holding the Qinghua porcelain vase, attempting to stuff it into his car under Qiao Ran's watchful eyes. Qiao Ran patted her shoulder, signaling her to stop, and An Xin looked at him with a questioning expression.
Qiao Ran snatched the bottle from her hand and comforted her repeatedly, "Hey, hey, be careful, don't drop it."
"How did this old man give you this thing?" Clouds of doubt filled Qiao Ran's face.
"You probably don't know this, but the old master thinks I'm a kindred spirit and specially gave me this as a gift when we met. With a proud and pleased expression, he couldn't help but stroke the bottle, thinking that now you have an antique at home, but I also have one here, and yours is just a fake, while mine is the real deal."
Qiao Ran hugged the bottle and headed back, not bothering to chat with An Xin. He could deliver such a big item, but if he accidentally broke it on the way due to bumps and collisions, it would be An Xin's fault. This old man didn't know what kind of heart he had. An Xin hurriedly shouted from behind, but Qiao Ran didn't stop his pace, leaving only one sentence: "Stay here and watch the car, I'll be right back."
In Xu Fang's office, the old man was happily playing QQ games, with a smooth and beautiful hand. Qiao Ran walked in from outside and stood beside the old man, looking down at him, "This thing should be left to Xu Fang, he has been bothering you for a month because of this, if you give it to him so casually, Xu Fang will be jealous." Then she put the bottle steadily on the table.
The old man was so scared that he threw out a "3", and suddenly regretted it. A good straight flush had turned into four cards. Infuriated, "This is the gift I gave you, what's it to you? Why are you like a woman, meddling in other people's business?"
“……”
An Xin was excitedly playing with watermelon in the passenger seat when Qiao Ran got into the car with a dark face. The evening before the storm arrived, An Xin wisely chose not to ask about the final destination of that bottle, but her heart itched and wondered how much such an antique would be worth. It was sent back just like that, she scratched her ears and felt indignant in her heart.
Qiao Ran turned the steering wheel and drove all the way without saying a word.
The car had been driving for several hours and was almost at the school gate when Qiao Ran's car stopped at a red light. He stepped on the brakes, glanced at someone who looked unhappy, took out a red silk box from the car, and deliberately waved it in front of An Xin's eyes twice.
He let out a cold hum of relief and turned his head to look at the guardrail outside the car.
Qiao Ran patted her, "Do you want it? This is even more valuable than that bottle."
Anxious and unable to help but be curious, she tilted her head, pretending to be nonchalant as she took a glance, "What's that thing? Something worthless can't catch my eye."
"Just open it and you'll know." Qiao Ran smiled warmly, a truly awkward monster.
She reached out to take the box, but unexpectedly Qiao Ran's fingers deliberately scratched her palm lightly, causing her to feel a sudden flutter in her chest, and her ears turned red. Fortunately, she withdrew her hand, "Not going to let you pull me."
Qiao Ran suddenly pulled open the ribbon bow on top of the box, lifted the lid, and a jade-like crystal bangle sparkled before her eyes. An Xin's eyes lit up, "Good stuff! It's really beautiful!" But in her heart, she felt a little uneasy - would he give her such a valuable gift so easily? Unlikely.
As they spoke, the traffic light turned green and Qiao Ran put things on her lap and smoothly slid the car.
"Does he like it?"
"Looks pretty good." Then asked tentatively, "Is this... for me?"
"Yes, I'll return the bottle to the old man." Qiao Ran replied seriously.
Actually, An Xin didn't really like that vase either, it was just a novelty, she had never seen anyone give such a large vase as a gift. On the other hand, Qiao Ran's bangle was more to her liking, being a young girl, who wouldn't love these pretty little trinkets? Especially since Qiao Ran gave her this one with a beautiful color that was so transparent and delicate, she truly adored it.
"Alright, let's spare the old man's feelings and leave those antiques for him to play with."
Qiao Ran smiled and suddenly became obedient again, who was it that had a face full of discontent just now.
He stopped the car, grasped An Xin's hand firmly, took out the bangle and put it on her wrist smoothly. He raised his head, with ripples in his eyes, "It is said that wearing a jade bangle on the left hand nourishes the heart, while wearing it on the right hand nourishes one's appearance. From now on, you can wear it on either hand as you like, just remember not to eat randomly, and nourishing your heart and appearance will be effortless."
She put her hand back, carefully touched the jade bangle and said "thank you". Then she seemed to be covering up her embarrassment and prepared to open the car door and make a quick escape.
Qiao Ran wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back.
"You haven't thanked me yet, this bracelet was a gift from me."
Digression
Alas, my fragile glass heart.
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Girls who don't leave me messages or collect my works are not good girls, bad girls beware of growing little brothers tomorrow, hehe. I'm a wicked author, hehe, la la!

