Although Xia Xiaoluo did not know how to appreciate the antique paintings and calligraphy, when she knew the word “antique”, she knew it was valuable.

“Darling, even if you sell me, I still can’t afford it!” Xia Xiaoluo drooped her head and waited for Ling Tianyi’s final judgement.

Ling Tianyi did not care about those antiques and their value. He didn’t have much interest in collections. But as a rich man, he had to collect some, which could represent ...