"Ha..." Duanmu Baolian became happy instantly and asked curiously, "Do you have a confidante?"

"How about a confidante?" Mr. Mei said with a smile, "No confidante has ever taken a fancy to me."

"How is this possible?" Duanmu Baolian asked in confusion, "You are so good-looking, how come no beautiful girls fall in love with you?"

"Do you like me?" Mr. Mei asked.

"Uh..." Duanmu Baolian's face turned red with embarrassment, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

"Hey..." Mr. Mei originally said casually, teasing her, but he didn't expect that this little girl would be so shy. Could it be that this little girl had some ambiguous feelings towards him? He couldn't bear it

I couldn't help but touch my face. I am an old man now, not so attractive, right?

Maybe, for a girl her age, it was in the hazy age when she had a crush on a man. Maybe, he should find her a boyfriend?

Damn it, why does he still need to be a girl’s spiritual mentor?

"Little girl, I'm so old, you don't really like me, do you?" Mr. Mei felt that cold sweat was breaking out on his head.

"It looks very good to me!" Duanmu Baolian suddenly smiled in a wicked way, "What is our family's name?"

"Jinmeifang?" Mr. Mei felt that he was old and could not keep up with Duanmu Baolian's thinking speed. Why was he talking about relationship issues just now and now he was talking about their house's signboard?

"What kind of business does Jinmeifang do?" Duanmu Baolian asked, suppressing a smile.

"Uh... antiques..." When answering such a question, Mr. Mei felt really guilty. He didn't know why he was so obsessed with it at first that he built a golden plum workshop to learn about elegance and play with antiques. As a result,

, he became a joke among the upper class in Jinling City.

"That's right!" Duanmu Baolian suppressed her laughter and said seriously, "Our family only collects old stuff, and I love old people too. Uncle, since no one wants you, why don't I take it?

You?"

Only then did Mr. Mei come back to his senses. He was actually being teased by a little girl. He immediately shouted: "My boss Pauline, I am already yours."

"Seriously, uncle, are we in love?" Duanmu Baolian looked at him with a red face and said.

"Isn't this not good?" Mr. Mei was stunned. Are you kidding about falling in love? You want to refuse, but you are afraid of hurting this little girl. I heard that first love is very beautiful, and once it is not handled well,

It would leave a lifelong shadow, no, he had to think of a way.

"Uncle, you see that you are already old and have become second-hand goods. No one wants them. My family collects antiques anyway. I kindly collect them from you, so don't be picky." Duanmu Baolian's face was still red.

Red, just looked at him and said.

"Why have I become a second-hand commodity?" Mr. Mei refused to admit anything and said he had become a second-hand commodity?

"Do you think you are still very fresh?" Duanmu Baolian said, "It doesn't matter if you are fresh, that's it anyway?"

"My boss Pauline, when I asked you to be my boss, I didn't mortgage myself." Mr. Mei didn't know what to say.

"It's not too late to take out a mortgage now," Duanmu Baolian said.
Chapter completed!