She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Xi Shuangcheng's face was filled with black lines when he saw Qu Jiu laughing after hanging up the phone.

"You should also restrain yourself a little."

"Why are you restraining yourself? Didn't our little disciple tell me to stay away from that crazy woman? That girl Manshu actually said that Yu Yin is mentally ill. I don't know what's going on in her mind."

Qu Jiu was laughing and found that Xi Shuangcheng's face was not looking good.

"What's wrong? Xi Er, are you hiding something from me?"

"Could it be that the crazy woman really has mental problems?"

Qu Jiu became serious in an instant.

This is not easy to handle.

If Xi Shuangcheng wanted to break off the engagement with her, who knows what would happen.

"Arao has hired a psychologist abroad, and Yu Yin has also seen one. She is indeed a little paranoid."

So, she is really a paranoid, and this is why A Rao is unwilling to tell her sister the truth.

He was afraid that his sister would be exposed soon and become aware of it.

I was also afraid that my sister’s condition would worsen after learning the truth.

Now tell her that it was the psychologist's suggestion.

Because the psychologist said that if she continued to conceal the truth, Yu Yin might end up on a path of no return.

That is to say, as Manshu said before, it is not illegal for a mentally ill person to kill someone.

Yu Raoliang was worried that Yu Yin would really do something to hurt Qu Jiu under the guidance of the Yu family.

Manshu was just speaking casually, not realizing that he had hit the nail on the head.

She and Qi Xiang were in the antique street at the time, walking along the way and looking at many handicrafts.

But when it comes to antiques, there is not a single one.

Even the imitations made during the Republic of China are very rare.

Of course, Manshu didn't just want to buy antiques and jade here. The most important thing was that there was a Chinese medicine shop on this street that had been passed down for many years and might have what she needed.

"Two beauties, would you like to take a look at my Yuan blue and white porcelain? This is the most famous blue and white porcelain from the Yuan Dynasty. There are only a few pieces left in the world today, and one of them is still in the Imperial Capital Museum."

An antique vendor held up a big-bellied blue-and-white porcelain vase for Mansu to see.

At first glance, the workmanship is very exquisite.

"The big-bellied blue-and-white porcelain vase does look like Yuan blue-and-white porcelain, but why does the dragon pattern have four claws?"

When Manshu asked this question, the antique vendor was stunned.

"Well, the ancients had never seen a real dragon, so they just imagined it. What's wrong with four claws? Four claws means that it was used by the prince in the past."

"Think about it, the dragon robe has a five-clawed golden dragon, while the robes of the princes have four-clawed golden dragons. Beauty, believe me, you have seen The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, right? There is a Ruyang King in it, and this is the blue and white porcelain vase collected by Ruyang King's family!"

Manshu almost broke down on the spot. Not only her, but even an old man strolling next to her with his hands behind his back started laughing.

In order to sell a piece of broken porcelain, this boss went to great lengths to fabricate history.

Unfortunately, it is completely nonsense and even grafted.

"Boss, I want to tell you that the dragon claws of Yuan Dynasty blue and white porcelain look like chicken claws, while the dragon claws of Ming Dynasty porcelain have four claws."

Manshu interrupted his boss who was talking so eloquently and had to tell him the fact.

The boss was very good at adapting to circumstances. He slapped his forehead and immediately changed his words: "Oh, look at my memory!"

"You're wrong. This is a Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain vase from the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty. Take a look. I can't be wrong this time. Beautiful girl, buy it back as a decoration. It will definitely be luxurious enough!"

Manshu felt a little sorry for him because he had been talking for such a long time that his mouth was dry.

She squatted on the stall, her eyes swept over the rows of handicrafts, and finally saw a small basket filled with a pile of copper coins.

Manshu's eyes lit up.