The villain who travels through the book, this time the heroine has her own system?

Chapter 730

Seeing the two of them.

Lin Chuan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

However, Lin Chuan's eyes fell more on the folding fan in the young lady's hand.

This fan, Lin Chuan felt was not simple.

Seeing her brother looking at other women, Li Ling'er couldn't help but tease: "Brother Chuan, isn't the Hanfu young lady very beautiful? You have been staring at her for five seconds!"

"Ahem!"

Lin Chuan coughed lightly, glanced at her horse-faced skirt, and smiled: "Yes, it's very beautiful, but after looking at the young lady, I found that our Ling'er is still more beautiful!"

"Oh!"

Li Ling'er was very happy.

Then, she rolled her eyes, opened the recording on her mobile phone generously, and smiled: "I like Brother Chuan talking the most. Brother Chuan, who do you think is more beautiful, me, Mr. Lu, or Secretary Xia?"

"Ahem!"

Lin Chuan's mouth twitched, and he coughed even louder.

"Hee hee!"

Li Ling'er laughed even happier.

"Huh!?"

At this time, Lin Chuan couldn't help but frown.

Because he was surprised to find that the young lady actually threw the folding fan on the dining table without even deliberately moving away from the teacup that was pouring water. This action was too casual.

It was obvious that the young lady didn't know the value of this folding fan at all.

Lin Chuan's mind moved slightly.

He was going to find a cut to take the fan, otherwise the fan would be in the hands of this young lady. Not to mention that the pearl would be covered in dust, it might even be damaged at any time if you don't pay attention.

But...

This cut is not easy to find.

If he went up rashly now, he might be thought to be a chat-up. He had encountered too many such scenes before, and he didn't want to encounter it again.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, a middle-aged man in a black Tang suit stood up next to him.

Before Lin Chuan could react, the middle-aged man in Tang suit quickly walked to the seat of the young lady in Hanfu, and said excitedly: "Little girl, can you let me take a look at your fan?"

"Sure!"

The young lady in Hanfu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Thank you!" The middle-aged man in Tang suit thanked repeatedly.

After getting permission, he carefully picked up the fan from the table, and then gently unfolded it.

After a long time, he finally calmed down, and his eyes suddenly became red.

"Like!"

"Too much like!"

"No, they are exactly the same!"

Seeing the middle-aged man's sad face and mumbling to himself, the Hanfu lady on the side couldn't help but ask with concern: "Uncle! Are you okay? Do you want us to call a doctor for you?"

"It's okay!"

"I'm a little out of control, sorry for the embarrassing!"

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, and asked casually: "From your accent, you two are not from Beijing. At your age, you are here to study in Beijing, right?"

"Uncle, you have good taste!"

Before the Hanfu lady spoke, her companion in blue and white casual clothes laughed and said: "We are indeed not from Beijing, but from Lingnan!"

"But, uncle, you guessed wrong a little, Xiaoya and I are..."

"Keke!"

Before the companion finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Hanfu lady Xiaoya.

After interrupting her companion Coco, Xiaoya turned to the middle-aged man in Tang suit and said, "Uncle, don't be offended, Coco is just like that."

"No problem!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit shook his head and said, "You should be innocent at your age, how can I care? On the contrary, seeing you makes me feel a few years younger."

"You are joking."

Xiaoya was still a little wary.

Perhaps seeing Xiaoya's mentality, the middle-aged man in Tang suit did not hesitate, but changed the subject, saying: "At your age, you should be studying. I wonder which famous university in Beijing you are in!?"

"Uncle!"

"We are not studying in Beijing!"

Xiaoya shook her head and explained: "We are students of Lingnan University. We are just traveling in Beijing during the holidays. If you have nothing else to do, we will have dinner."

"Sorry!"

"I am really sorry to bother you!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit nodded apologetically and was about to return to his seat. However, halfway through, he suddenly stopped and looked at Xiaoya and the others, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Xiaoya and the others were innocent after all.

Seeing the middle-aged man in Tang suit, he couldn't help asking, "Uncle, do you have anything else to say!"

"Sorry, I'm really sorry!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit apologized to Xiaoya and the others with an embarrassed look on his face, then pointed to the folding fan on the table and asked, "But I still want to ask a question, where did you get this folding fan?"

"You mean this!?"

Xiaoya smiled and said, "We bought this fan from an old lady's stall for 20 yuan when we were visiting Liulichang. Well, I feel like I'm wearing a Han suit.The clothes should be matched with a fan. "

"20 yuan! ? "

Hearing Xiaoya's words, the middle-aged man in the Tang suit was stunned for a moment.

Lin Chuan, who was observing at the same time, also understood. No wonder this little sister named Xiaoya was so casual. It turned out that this fan was a "street stall product" bought by someone for 20 yuan.

Thinking of this.

Lin Chuan was a little amused.

"Yes!"

"It only cost 20 yuan!"

Xiaoya didn't doubt it and chuckled: "At that time, the old lady said she wanted 100 yuan, but Keke said that the price could be cut in half if we bargained, and the street stall would cut it in half again, so we bargained for 20 yuan. I didn't expect the old lady to really sell it to us."

The middle-aged man in the Tang suit laughed dryly, pretending to be embarrassed, and asked: "Xiaoya, right? I want to ask, when you bought it, did the old lady have any extra fans on her stall? I like this fan very much. If there is, please give me an address!"

"No! ”

Xiao Ya shook her head and said, “There is only this fan on the stall of my mother-in-law!”

“This! ~”

The middle-aged man in Tang suit looked unhappy. After a while, he suddenly said to Xiao Ya, “Miss Xiao Ya, do you want to sell this fan?”

“Ah! ?”

“No, I can’t!”

Xiao Ya shook her head and said apologetically, “I like Hanfu very much, and this fan matches the style of Hanfu very well. Uncle, you should buy one online.”

“I! ~”

The middle-aged man in Tang suit was embarrassed.

“Uncle!”

“It’s really not possible!”

Seeing the uncle’s expression, Xiao Ya suggested, “How about this, I’ll give you the address. I remember that there were also folding fans sold at the stall near my mother-in-law at that time, all in this style.”

“No, it’s different! "

Hearing Xiaoya's words, the middle-aged man in Tang suit shook his head painfully, his eyes red, and said in a sad voice: "Little girl, you don't know, this is different!"

"Uncle, what's wrong with you! ? "

Seeing the look of the middle-aged man in Tang suit, Xiaoya and Keke, who were kind-hearted, showed concern.

"It's okay!"

The middle-aged man in Tang suit waved his hands repeatedly, and it took a long time to control his emotions. He raised his head and looked at Xiaoya and the others, and said in a trembling voice: "Can you two listen to my story!"

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