"I don’t believe it!"
Upon hearing Xiaobei’s explanation, Song Yaling didn’t hesitate to shoot a big eye-roll at Xiaobei.
She didn’t believe a single word Xiaobei said because she knew him too well.
Hearing this, Xiaobei gave a bitter smile and muttered despondently, "Sister Song, how can you not believe me! Touch your conscience and think carefully, have I ever lied to you before?"
Song Yaling glanced at Xiaobei and bluntly said, "You really have lied, and not just once, the most recent time was..."
"Sister Song, please stop!"
Xiaobei quickly interjected.
At this moment, Xiaobei put on a heartbroken expression.
With a laugh, Song Yaling chuckled lightly, "Alright, we’re old friends. Don’t put up this act in front of me, I’m not going to fall for it."
"Oh! The ancients were right, the most venomous is a woman’s heart!"
"You little bastard."
"Oh dear, help! Murdering your husband!"
Song Yaling, who was just about to pinch Xiaobei, sighed helplessly when she heard his exaggerated words.
At this moment, Song Yaling truly felt helpless!
She realized that Xiaobei was getting thicker-skinned in front of her.
Of course!
She knew this was actually good, because it meant Xiaobei truly considered her as one of his own; otherwise, he wouldn’t show his true self.
...
Soon, while Xiaobei and Song Yaling were playfully bickering, the elevator reached the top floor.
Song Yaling shyly glanced at Xiaobei and began fingerprint recognition.
This entire floor was encrypted...
Only Song Yaling, Xiaobei, and a few others could come here.
So here, you didn’t have to worry about being disturbed while doing anything.
Seeing Song Yaling undergoing fingerprint recognition, Xiaobei joked with a light smile, "Sister Song, facial recognition is getting more advanced. Maybe you could get facial recognition here in the future!"
"You know quite a bit! I actually discussed this with the engineers earlier, but the facial recognition program is quite complicated, so it’ll take some time."
Originally asking casually, Xiaobei’s eyes lit up, "So that means the next time I come, we can use facial recognition directly?"
"More or less!"
Responding shyly, the elevator doors slowly opened.
Seeing the corridor paved with a red carpet, Xiaobei chuckled!
Without hesitation, he quickly picked up Song Yaling.
Seeing herself being held by Xiaobei, a trace of shyness flashed in Song Yaling’s eyes, and she quickly said shyly, "You little bastard, what are you doing?"
"Sister Song, you’ll find out soon!"
Responding like this, Xiaobei held her and strode forward.
She struggled a bit at first, but after realizing she couldn’t escape, she stopped struggling and burrowed her head into Xiaobei’s embrace like an ostrich.
Seeing Song Yaling no longer resisting, Xiaobei laughed heartily...
Hearing this joyful laugh, Song Yaling, who had her head snuggled against Xiaobei, extended a hand and pinched Xiaobei’s waist hard.
Xiaobei took a sharp breath and sped up even more...
...
"Sis, Aunt, are you joking with me? Why would they invite me to this event?"
Back in Xiaohe Village, Xiaobei looked stunned at Guo Meiyu and Han Xueyao.
He was shocked because he just heard the news from them.
A cultural relics market in the city was having an opening, and he was invited to cut the ribbon.
"You’re a local celebrity now. Isn’t it normal for them to invite you to participate!"
Looking at Xiaobei, they giggled as they wiggled their delicate white feet...
Earlier, when they received the invitations, they were a bit surprised...
But later, they felt it made sense.
After all, in this little patch of land, Xiaobei indeed had some influence.
Hearing their explanation, Xiaobei rubbed his nose and said somewhat gloomily, "I know I’m considered a celebrity, but I’m not an expert in antiques! When it comes to antiques, I’m really clueless, so it’s honestly not appropriate for me to go."



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