Yang Ziyan's copybook looks very old.

And it was wrinkled, as if it had been gnawed by a dog. It didn't look like a valuable copybook, but rather like someone who had thrown it on the ground after practicing calligraphy and was picked up by him.

"Ha ha……"

"Hahaha……"

Wang Ya, Wang Bo and others immediately started laughing.

"This is the gift you gave me. It really made me laugh. What the hell is this? The paper left over from someone wiping their buttocks?"

From Gong Fei's point of view, this is no different from the paper used to wipe one's butt, and he wants to compare it with his millions worth of stuff.

Wang Lingxuan's face became even more gloomy.

Is this going to piss him off?

It's better not to give this kind of thing. This is obviously deliberately humiliating him.

Wang Fengyi’s parents’ faces were frighteningly dark.

Even Wang Fengyi was speechless. Even the things she picked up couldn't be wrinkled like this.

Alas, I really don’t know what is going on in this guy’s head.

"Haha, I'm so embarrassed now. I don't know what kind of luck made Wang Fengyi fall in love with him. He actually dared to show such a thing. I really admire his courage. Look at him now.

How to end."

Jiang Rong also had a sneer on her face.

"You can't pick this thing from the trash, right?"

Gong Fei asked with a sneer.

It was just a casual question at first, but Yang Ziyan actually nodded, "I did pick it up. Others don't want it. I think it's a bit wasteful. Besides, the word is really good."

He didn't blush at all.

In fact, this copybook is not that simple, at least it is not worse than Gong Fei's.

Do you really think that he is a thoughtless idiot?

"Oh my god, this guy is really weird."

"Wow, I actually picked it up."

When everyone heard this, the uproar became even louder.

Wang Lingxuan's face looked extremely ugly.

"Take your things and get out of here, now, immediately, immediately!"

Wang Lingxuan was so angry that he almost developed high blood pressure.

Yang Ziyan looked at him with a sneer, unmoved, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "This is something I carefully prepared for you, you really don't want it."

"Are you sure you won't regret it?"

These words...

Everyone was speechless for a while.

You picked up a shabby copybook from the garbage dump, and you actually asked others if they would regret it?

What a shame.

How many people would say such a thing?

Originally, Wang Fengyi was also full of embarrassment and didn't know what to say.

However, suddenly, she was startled and discovered a problem.

This guy is not that stupid, on the contrary, he is very shrewd. How could he just pick up a copybook and show it as a gift in front of everyone.

and.

His tone just now was obviously a deliberate move to anger Wang Lingxuan.

this……

This is taking it out on her behalf.

Wang Fengyi came to understand, her eyes suddenly filled with water vapor, looking at the man in front of her, her heart was touched again.

"I'll let you take it and get out!"

Wang Lingxuan almost shouted.

"Oh, I really don't know how Wang Fengyi could fall in love with such a shameless guy."

"I just want to say, how dare you wish the old man of the Wang family like this."

Everyone was extremely impressed.

Gu Ning and others stood among the crowd, their eyes becoming more and more respectful.

I'm afraid only Yang Ziyan would dare to do such a thing.

Yang Ziyan chuckled lightly. Not only was he not angry, but he comforted him, "Don't be angry, old man. I think you have high blood pressure. If you get angry like this, you probably won't survive for a few days."

puff……

Once again, everyone was so shocked that they almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

What the hell...

Is this comforting?

This must be because he wants to piss off the old man of the Wang family.

At this moment, Wang Fengyi wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. This guy was really two-faced. When he was ruthless, he was more ruthless than anyone else. When he acted rogue, his skin was thicker than the city wall.

"You...you..."

Wang Lingxuan was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

"How dare you curse my grandfather."

"Where's the security guard? Get this brat out of here."

A group of Wang family members were furious.

Yang Ziyan shook his head, slowly put away the copybook on the ground, and sighed: "Oh, it's true that a dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know a good heart."

"This copybook of mine is worth at least 50 million, but no one knows what it is, so I saved some money without it."

This soliloquy made the angry Wang family members suddenly stunned.

What the hell?

Fifty million copybooks?

"Hmph, you are a poor teacher, how can you afford a copybook worth 50 million yuan?" Everyone wanted to tear Yang Ziyan to pieces.

Wang Fengyi’s mother also said: “Young man, it doesn’t matter if you are poor, but you must be honest!”

She meant well, but she couldn't let her daughter marry a guy who told lies.

"Auntie, what I said is true. How about you find someone to identify it and you will know."

There was a smile on Yang Ziyan's lips.

Everyone: "..."

This level of shamelessness is simply unprecedented.

"Okay! If you say it's worth 50 million, it's worth 50 million."

"well."

Wang Fengyi's mother couldn't help but look at Wang Fengyi with a look of disappointment in her eyes.

She was completely embarrassed, but Wang Fengyi was her daughter after all.

"Appraisal, it must be appraised. You must not misunderstand any good person, especially the boyfriend of this beautiful girl in our family, don't you think so?"

Wang Ya is afraid that the world will not be in chaos.

Yang Ziyan insists on asking for a slap in the face, is it possible that he still needs to stop him?

"Well, I think so, it needs to be appraised!" Wang Bo also nodded, also wanting to see a joke.

"Hey, by the way, isn't there an expert in the antique world in this hall? Why don't you invite him to come and take a look?"

At this time, someone suddenly spoke loudly.

Immediately, an old man walked out.

It was Meng Shucang, the president of the Antiques Association who had met Yang Ziyan before.

"Mr. Meng is the president of the Rongcheng Antiques Association. With him here, he will definitely know the authenticity."

Wang Lingxuan also regained his breath. He wanted to see what tricks this bastard was playing.
To be continued...