Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 503
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Yang Zimei hastily let go of the hand holding Long Zhutian, turned around with a smile and shouted: "Dad—"

Yang Qing looked at her, then at Xia Mo and Long Zhutian, "Who are they?"

"Hello, Uncle Yang, I'm Zimei's classmate Xia Mo."

Xia Mo hurried forward and said sweetly, "And he is my cousin!"

"Hello, Xia Mo!"

Yang Qing, who is used to being a head teacher, unconsciously looks like a head teacher when facing students who are as old as her own daughter.

Yang Zimei winked at Long Zhutian, indicating that he would also show something.

"Hello, I'm Long Zhutian!"

After all, the other party was Yang Zimei's father, and Long Zhutian's expression and tone were very respectful.

"Hello, hello! I am Yang Zimei's father, Yang Qing."

Yang Qing looked at Long Zhutian, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He would never have thought that his 15-year-old daughter would fall in love with a man ten years older than her, so he didn't think much about it.

"Dad, why are you here?"

To avoid embarrassment, Yang Zimei deliberately changed the topic.

"Well, express delivery. Someone ordered a cake in front of the store, and I will deliver it." Yang Qing raised the cake in his hand and said.

"Dad, give me the address, and I'll deliver it for you!"

Yang Zimei reached out to take the cake from Yang Qing, "Go back and help mom."

"Are you free?" Yang Qing asked.

"available."

"Well, this is the address." Yang Qing handed her a note, told her a few words, and then left.

Looking at his father's back, Yang Zimei heaved a sigh of relief.

"Ha ha--"

Seeing her nervous look, Xia Mo laughed loudly, "I thought you were not afraid of anything, but you are also afraid of your father."

"That's natural."

Only love can be afraid.

She loves her father and doesn't want him to be sad because of herself, so she is afraid.

She looked up at Long Zhutian with guilt and said, "I'm still too young to introduce your identity directly, you don't mind."

"I understand."

Long Zhutian reached out and rubbed her hair, "Let's go deliver the cake together."

"Ok."

Yang Zimei responded happily, and looked at Xia Mo, "Xia Mo, what about you?"

"its me--"

Xia Mo blinked and thought for a while, "I really wanted to blackmail you into inviting me to dinner, but I don't want to be a light bulb to disturb the world of the two of you. I'll go home and review, and you slowly deliver cakes."

"Okay, see you at school tomorrow!"

"Sister, you must go back to school for the exam tomorrow." Xia Mo reminded.

"must."

Yang Zimei agreed.

Xia Mo waved away.

Yang Zimei didn't dare to walk with Long Zhutian's ten fingers clasped anymore, after all, City A is really not as big as Xia Mo said.

According to the address, the two found the address of the owner of the cake.

As soon as she got closer, for some reason, something like an incense burner was thrown out from inside and landed at her feet.

"Really, how can you throw things at will like this?"

Yang Zimei muttered, stretching out his foot to kick the censer to the side of the garbage pile, but suddenly found that the censer was covered with a faint golden aura.

Good magic weapon?
She bent down and picked it up from the ground as if she had found a treasure.

"Why pick up this trash?" Long Zhutian was puzzled.

"Hey, here comes the good stuff."

Yang Zimei blew on the dust on the incense burner, took out a paper towel and wiped it a few times, and found that it was actually made of brass. From the material, it can be roughly recommended that it is brass from the Western Han Dynasty.

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(End of this chapter)