She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu planned to take a taxi directly to the ghost market.

She had already called and asked the twins to wait for her outside the door.

Manshu drove Yan Li's favorite car from the Yan family's garage, and the twins followed her in a car.

When he arrived at the ghost market, Manshu went straight to Qiao Lao's stall without looking at anything.

"Why are you here again?"

Old Qiao was not so cold towards Manshu now, instead he treated him like his own junior.

Manshu felt that this was all because of Xiaolong's consideration.

"Yes, there is something I want you to take a look at."

Manshu said with a smile.

She said this but didn't take out the things.

Qiao Lao understood what she meant instantly.

"Wait until I close the stall."

Of course Manshu couldn't wait.

She also borrowed a small stool from the uncle at the stall next to her, but she didn't sit down immediately.

Instead, she went to a wonton shop and bought three bowls of wontons.

The uncle had one bowl, ate one bowl himself, and gave one bowl to Mr. Qiao.

The uncle next door thought the girl was generous, so he accepted the offer after a brief refusal.

While eating, he joked with Qiao Lao: "Hey, Lao Qiao, is this your granddaughter?"

Lao Qiao didn't want to eat the wontons, but because the girl gave them so thoughtfully, he ate them anyway.

He often eats wontons from this restaurant, and they taste good.

He didn't deny it when he heard the joke from the neighbor.

The uncle next door had only seen Lao Qiao hanging out alone before, but now that he saw a pretty girl like Manshu, he felt it was new and interesting.

Mr. Qiao usually doesn't talk much and basically doesn't communicate with other people.

It was Manshu who would occasionally talk to the uncle.

The uncle also said that he had a boy who was about the same age as Manshu and he wanted to introduce him to her.

Manshu: “…” As expected, no matter who it is, they cannot escape the fate of being forced into a match.

"Uncle, I already have a fiancé."

"How come you have a fiancé at such a young age? How old is he? Where does he work? What's his family like?"

"However, I will tell you about my son's situation, and you will have more options. Although I am just setting up a stall here, your grandfather knows that our business is always profitable."

Manshu: "My fiancé's family has assets worth tens of billions."

Uncle: "What the hell?" He thought he had heard it wrong.

"Well, my fiancé's family is extremely rich, and he himself is also very good at making money. He owns several companies."

Uncle: "Well, actually my son is not that good, he is not worthy of you."

Manshu smiled awkwardly but politely.

Mr. Qiao's business today is the same as usual. Few people who don't know much about the business would squat down to look at the things on his stall.

But if you are knowledgeable or like to collect antiques, you will basically buy it if you like it.

So, it opened before four o'clock.

Mr. Qiao’s rule is to only do opening business, so once a deal is completed, even if the sales are only around 8,000, he will close the stall.

Manshu helped to close the stall and then went home with Qiao Lao.

When they got home, Manshu wanted to help put things in order, but Qiao Lao didn't let her help.

"Go sit inside."

If you are too clumsy, and if something gets bumped or broken, all the extra money will be lost.

Manshu probably knew the reason, so he didn't insist.

After a while, Qiao Lao returned to the room, turned on the light, and then he looked at Manshu.

Manshu quickly took out the small box from his bag.

"Can you please take a look at this lock and see if you can open it?"

Mr. Qiao brought the small box over.

"This mechanical lock is quite ingenious."

There is a mechanism inside, probably something that will self-destruct. If you accidentally fiddle with the wrong lock, it will trigger the self-destruct program in the box.