Lin Chuan turned his head to the side.
Here it comes.
Liu Qing had laid the groundwork for so long, just for this moment.
The Little Landlady pursed her lips, a hint of guilt in her voice as she said, "Aunt Liu, that bracelet was bought by a friend of mine."
Old Zhang's face changed, and he couldn't help but say, "Zhang, how could you sell the bracelet your Aunt Liu gave you..."
"Old Zhang, it's just a bracelet. I'll give Zhang another one later," Liu Qing said with a smile, stopping Old Zhang, "How much did you sell that bracelet for? We can't let people swindle us in the antiques circle."
"One... one hundred and twenty thousand." The Little Landlady said.