Chapter 90
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
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Chapter 90: This is an imitation
Translator: 549690339
Wen Leyangâs mother saw this and said nervously, â this is the copper furnace that they took away for a thousand Yuan. My grandfather left this to me. Before he died, he said that this was a Ming and Qing Dynasty Xuan copper furnace.
âBah, Ming and Qing Dynasty Xuan copper furnace? this is a piece of junk, a fake. I took it to the antique shop and asked the appraiser to appraise it, but they said it was fake and not even worth a hundred Yuan. You made me laughed at and said that I was deceived like a fool. You b * tch, youâre a liar. No matter what, you have to pay me 10000 Yuan. Your son just beat us up again, and weâre seriously injured.â
â10000 Yuan is obviously not enough. Itâs at least 100000 Yuan. Otherwise, you and your mother will be in jail.â The yellow-haired man got up from the ground and roared angrily.
He had been prepared that the item was fake, so he was sure that the family would not dare to call the police. There were too many people reselling antiques and relics these days, and many of them were selling inferior ones. Such transactions were fine in private, but if they were reported to the police, no one would be able to escape.
Those who bought it were responsible. At most, they would be fined and warned, but those who sold it would go to jail.
Mother Wen shook her head and explained hurriedly.
âNo, how can this be fake? decades ago, my grandfather found this furnace in the ruins of my old house. It was pitch black at the time, but after it was cleaned, it actually revealed a golden side. Look, thereâs even a âGreat Ming announces the year of virtueâ inside. How can this not be true?â
âThe appraiser already said that this is an imitation Kasaya. Do you think an ignorant woman like you knows more than the appraiser? Donât joke around, hurry up and give me the money, or else Iâll make you guys suffer.â The yellow-haired man laughed and mocked fearlessly.
Mother Wen was dumbfounded, as if she still couldnât accept this fact. She fell to the ground and cried, â âHow can it be fake? Impossible, I donât believe Yingluo.â
âMom, forget it. Donât cry. Iâve told you before that this thing might be fake, but you didnât believe me and even wanted to get someone to verify it. This is great. Because of this thing, our family has been in so much trouble. Donât be so obsessed with this, alright?â Wen Cheng knelt down and wiped the tears from her motherâs face as she sobbed and tried to persuade her.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Wen Muchuâs eyes were filled with anger. He let go of the basket and was about to rush towards the yellow-haired man.
The yellow-haired thug was scared of being beaten up. He saw Wen Muchu coming over and retreated continuously. He hugged the other two men and screamed in shock.
donât come over. If you punch me again, Iâll jump off this building. Even if I donât die, Iâll be crippled. Iâll completely extort your family. Even if you donât go to jail, Iâll drag you down for the rest of your life.
Wen Muchu was so angry that he was grinding his teeth. He completely ignored what the yellow-haired thug had said. His face was cold and he couldnât wait to kill these shameless bastards with a punch.
Mother Wen immediately got up and hugged Wen Muchu, â âChu, donât be rash. Youâre still young. You canât risk your life for them.â
âYeah, brother, itâs not worth it. Donât be impulsive.â Wen Cheng also came over and pulled Wen Muchu back.
The yellow-haired man and the other men were instantly overjoyed and became extremely arrogant.
Just as they were making a ruckus, Lan Jingâs attention was completely attracted by that furnace.
She held the stove in her hand, turned it a few times, and then asked the system.
âHandsome system, can you verify whether this item is real or fake?â