The top CEO is my ex-boyfriend

Mr. Wu slid the screen of his mobile phone, not knowing what he was looking at. After a while, he held the mobile phone in one hand and the brooch in the other, comparing the two back and forth.

Suddenly, his fingers stopped and a look of shock appeared on his face.

The people who were paying attention to this place noticed that Mr. Wu looked at Ji Shi with surprise. Mr. Wu turned off his phone and handed the brooch back to Ji Shi. "Such a valuable treasure, you said you would give it to me, so I am embarrassed as an old man."

Fu Tingli took it for him, squatted down and put the brooch back on Ji Shi's suit jacket, adjusted his collar and said, "The baby is so beautiful."

Ji Shi smiled at him with curved eyebrows. Of course he was happy to be praised by his lover.

"Mr. Wu, he made that brooch himself," someone pointed out.

Mr. Wu looked at the man, "And then?"

The man pointed at Vina and took himself out, "She said so."

Vina was completely confused, and then she glared at the man and said to Mr. Wu, "I also heard that this brooch was made by Ji Shi himself. It is not the valuable item you mentioned at all."

Mr. Wu chuckled when he heard this, then looked at the brooch she was wearing, his eyes stern as he asked, "How can you be sure that the brooch he made is not valuable?"

"He did it himself, isn't that proof?" Vina said.

"So how much do you think your brooch is worth?" asked Mr. Wu.

"Molly spent one million to buy this." Vina introduced it to everyone proudly.

The crowd was in an uproar.

"One million is given away at any time."

"Is Molly still in need of friends?"

"A million dollar brooch really looks like it's of a different quality."

"Do you have any good eyesight? This brooch is obviously fake."

Someone expressed a different opinion, but was quickly refuted by others.

Molly lowered her head in embarrassment. "It's nothing. Vina is my good friend. It's just a brooch."

"This brooch was once used by ancient royal aristocrats." Vina continued to boast.

Mr. Wu laughed and said, "This brooch of yours is a fake."

Everyone suddenly fell silent, and the smile on Vina's face froze.

"Impossible," Molly retorted.

"It's a typical modern handicraft. You can buy a bunch of them for a few hundred yuan on the road." Wu Fanfen said for Mr. Wu. He glanced at the necklace on Molly's neck and continued, "The necklace on your neck is the same. It's made of fake stone. A few dozen yuan for one is too expensive."

Molly's eyes widened. "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"If you don't believe it, take it for identification." Wu Funfen looked at her with disdain.

"Molly, who did you buy this necklace and brooch from?" Vina asked with a frown. After all, she was a rich girl and had never been humiliated in public like this. At this moment, she felt a little resentful towards Molly for giving her fake items.

Molly turned around and looked around, and saw a familiar figure watching the excitement in the crowd, "That's him!"

The old man took a few steps back suddenly. He was just a spectator.

"You sold me these two cheap things and said they were used by ancient royal families. Give me a refund." Molly shouted at the old man.

The crowd automatically moved away from the old man and isolated him.

The old man stiffened his neck and said, "The money and goods have already landed. No refund or exchange."

Molly glared at him, "You! I'm going to complain to the organizer about you."

This is the rule of the trade fair, and the old man is not afraid that Molly will tell the organizer.