"When the time comes, your dream of becoming a rich man is shattered, don't regret it!"
"Also, your parents don't have any pension, so I won't take care of their retirement..."
Before she finished speaking, the bodyguard behind her suddenly whispered:
"Vivian, does this look like the top lot from Christensen's auction a few days ago?"
Vivian was stunned, and turned her head to look at the porcelain bottle along her hand.
It was a plum vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty. My dad saw that I liked it, so he took a picture of it and gave it to me to play with.
Vivian stared at it for a few seconds, her expression changing several times, and finally she sneered:
"Alexander, you are really good at picking out fakes. You even dare to imitate the popular models that have just been sold at the auction?"
Looking at this woman who is three years older than me, I can't help but feel fortunate that I haven't reached the legal age yet, otherwise according to the agreement made by our elders, I would be her husband now.
If such a scheming woman who appears generous but is actually stingy and has poor taste were to become my wife, it would be a stain on my life.