My Destined Lover

At night.

Laura came to the entrance of an underground passage as promised.

“Put this on.” A tall man approached her and handed her a mask.

She looked at the mask on his face with interest. The black background with gold flowers set off the male whose temperament was more and more mysterious.

“Do we have to wear masks to get in?” Laura pressed the rosy mask on her face and followed Marcus, asking a casual question.

“No.” Marcus turned many corners, “You can leave it on. But it will save you a lot of trouble.”

Laura nodded approvingly.

After many turns, the narrow road opened up in an instant. Only to see a scene under the warm yellow light, was populated and noisy.

“Stay close to me.” Marcus suddenly grabbed Laura’s slender wrist.

Laura lowered her eyes to see the handkerchief separating the large hand from hers. Marcus had expected this and prepared the handkerchief first. She smiled, unable to see that Marcus would be such a gentleman to a lady, “If you like anything, just buy it.”

After all, she was his fiancée and could be satisfied in matters of money.

Laura looked around. Suddenly she saw something, took Marcus’ hand, and walked in the direction of the upper right, “Come here.”

Laura squatted in front of a red-carpet stall.

The stall owner looked at her, a teenager who picked up a coin and looked at it carefully in the light. He was a little impatient, “Go away. If I tell you the price of this coin, you will be scared to death! Get out of my way.”

Laura rubbed the coin in her hand. By simple judgment, she recognized it had more than 1000 years of history. But she pretended not to know, and put the coin back on the stand, pretending to be ignorant, “I don’t know how to identify it. Could recommend something? I’ll buy it and give it to my grandfather.”Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

The stall owner originally looked impatient, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he laughed instantly, “Sending grandpa? Well, well.”

He casually pulled out a green bowl from the stall and flicked it with his finger, “How about this bowl? It’s carved out of good jade, and I won’t charge you any more than that.”

He used two hands to make a “10”.

Laura glanced at the jade bowl. It was indeed a good jade, but the color was average, the impurities were mottled, and it would only sell for a few hundred… The stall owner thought she was too young to have seen the real treasures and was ready to rip her off. But she was waiting for this

Laura smiled faintly and nodded very quickly, “ten thousand? I’ll take this bowl!”

He couldn’t believe it, ten thousand? He had ripped off a lot of customers in the past, but this was the first time he had seen such a foolish person with so much money.