Quick Wear: The Short-lived Female Supporting Character Does Not Want to Be a Heartthrob

Manager Cai continued to explain to everyone: "No, no, Cai also asked someone to take a look, and it was written in Sanskrit."

Manager Cai's words aroused everyone's curiosity: "Sanskrit?"

"Yeah, what do you mean?"

At this moment, one of the windows of the private room on the second floor was opened, and half of the body of a young girl was revealed.

She had just heard about the folding fan, and she had a vague desire to find out what was going on.

Just as she looked at the fan, the bright red gauze and the branches full of yellow osmanthus flowers instantly made her excited.

A young man next to her noticed that she was very emotional, and immediately stood up from his chair and walked over to her: "Wen Xin, what's wrong?"

The one wearing purple clothes and looking anxious is Wen Xin, who has grown up. Ten years have passed and she has grown into a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

In a hurry, she grabbed the man's sleeve and said, "That fan belongs to my father and our family."

When Meng Chujun heard Wen Xin's words, he also looked at the folding fan in the middle of the platform. "Okay, then let's buy it."

"Yes, my father bought it at a high price that year. I remember the things on the fan very clearly."

Wen Xin has been looking for her brother's whereabouts for many years, and she has also been secretly trying to find out who was behind the murder of more than a hundred people in their family, young and old, and even the corpses were not spared, and a fire destroyed everyone.

This time, she happened to follow Meng Chujun to attend an auction and saw the folding fan again.

Maybe she could find some clues on the folding fan, so she was eager to take back something that belonged to their Wen family.

Meng Chujun asked Wen Xin to be patient while he started bidding.

In another room of the private room, a man in brocade clothes also saw the folding fan. Although he did not see the face of the woman in the painting carefully, he felt a sense of familiarity.

Just when he was about to go down to see what was going on, he suddenly felt dizzy and then he lost consciousness.

This scared the servants behind him so much that they immediately went to call for a doctor.

The unconscious man seemed to be dreaming. The dream fragments were intermittent. Sometimes he was sitting in the study reviewing documents, sometimes he appeared on the battlefield, and sometimes he appeared in a simple and solemn tent.

The scenes kept switching and seemed to overlap, sometimes shaking so much that he felt dizzy.

But from beginning to end, there was always a folding fan in his sight. In the fan was a woman, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and full of beauty, and there was a blooming osmanthus tree beside her.

Looking at the woman in red, he couldn't help but miss her.

As a silver spear flashing with cold light pierced his chest, the instant pain woke him up.

Seeing him open his eyes, the servants beside him immediately stepped forward: "Young Master, Young Master, are you awake?"

"The young master finally woke up, that's great!"

A doctor-like man next to him reminded him, "Don't stand up yet. Take me to have a closer look."

Realizing that he was being examined, Xia Chengke frowned.

Suddenly he thought of what he had just dreamed about while unconscious, and he immediately asked his men to go downstairs to check what was going on: "Remember, you must buy that folding fan."

The guard Xiaodong responded immediately, opened the door and went downstairs quickly.

The old doctor listened to the patient's pulse for a while, then put away the pulse pillow: "The pulse is fluctuating, and it seems that you are worried. Take it easy and don't get too excited. You will be fine soon."

The guard next to him, Xiao Xi, stepped forward immediately and said, "Doctor, does our master need some medicine?"

Before the old doctor could speak, Xia Chengke on the couch spoke first: "No, I'm fine."

When Xiaoxi heard her young master say this, she hesitated for a moment and then nodded obediently: "Okay, Master, I'll listen to you then."

At the same time, he did not forget to take out the medical fee from his sleeve and handed it to the old doctor, and then sent the patient to the door.

Xia Chengke sat up and checked his body, then massaged his slightly aching temple in confusion.

At this time, Xiaodong who had gone downstairs came back: "Young Master!"

Xia Chengke hurriedly asked him: "Where is the fan?"

Xiaodong scratched the back of his head, a little hesitant: "My subordinate was a step too late, and was bought away by someone else."

"Who is it?" Xia Chengke immediately stood up from his chair: "Do you know who got the folding fan?"

"I have asked about this, and he is also a guest on the second floor, in Room C3."

When Xia Chengke heard this, he immediately walked out: "I'll go take a look."

Xiaodong and Xiaoxi behind him immediately followed, while the others stayed in the house.

In Room C3, the restaurant manager had already entered with a folding fan.

Meng Chujun was paying the bill with the steward, while Wen Xin couldn't wait to pick up the folding fan in the box and open it to check.

From Wan Ning’s perspective, she suddenly saw the grown-up Wen Xin: (Hey, I finally see you again!)

Wan Ning felt that his fan was not easy to come by. After going around in circles, it finally returned to the heroine!

When Wen Xin saw her familiar folding fan again, memories kept surging in her mind. She suddenly broke down emotionally and her eyes immediately turned red.

Just after seeing off the restaurant manager, there was another knock on the door.

Meng Chujun had no time to comfort Wen Xin and went to open the door.

"you are?"

"You..., were you the one who bought that folding fan?"

When Xia Chengke saw the person who opened the door, he immediately asked.

This brought Wen Xin, who was looking at the folding fan in the house with mixed feelings, back to her senses. She immediately closed the folding fan and stood up: "I bought it, who did you buy it?"

Xia Chengke nodded to Meng Chujun at the door, and then said to Wen Xin inside: "I just wanted to confirm what the folding fan looks like, so I disturbed you rashly, please forgive me."

As he spoke, he bowed to Meng Chujun and Wen Xin.

Meng Chujun looked at Wen Xin: "Miss Xin!"

Wen Xin frowned when she heard Xia Chengke's words: "You also want this fan, why?"

It’s impossible to say that I dreamed about a fan, Xia Chengke said hesitantly.

But Wen Xin saw his hesitant expression, which instantly made her alert: (Could this person be the one who participated in the massacre of my entire family?)

But looking at Xia Chengke's age, he was about the same age as me, and there were still children at that time, so it was impossible for him to participate.

(Could it be that he is the descendant of those who committed the crime?)

No matter what, Wen Xin's mind was already filled with suspicion of Xia Chengke.

Over the years, whenever she saw people doing evil, she would unconsciously think of them as the bad guys who had harmed her entire family.

After thinking about it, Xia Chengke looked at Wen Xin and said, "I don't know the specific reason. But I want to buy it, is that okay?"

Seeing Wen Xin immediately hide the folding fan behind her, Xia Chengke hurriedly explained: "Don't be afraid, young lady, I really want to buy it, and I definitely don't want to intercept it halfway."