How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

At the dining table, the two of them ate in silence, neither talking while eating nor talking while sleeping. In the empty living room, the only sound was the sound of spoons hitting the dishes.

When Song Wenjing finished eating and was about to get up and leave the table, Song Yunqing put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked, "How come I didn't know you also liked the jade pendant?"

When Song Wenjing was eating, his other hand was always in his pocket, and he naturally noticed it.

Song Wenjing looked down at the jade pendant in his pocket and said, "I saw it on the mountain and picked it up because I felt it was destined to be with me."

He looked up at the ring on Song Yunqing's hand and asked, "Brother, why don't I know when you bought this ring? Was it a gift from your sister-in-law?"

"It's quite nice. I've never seen this style before. It looks a bit like an antique. Brother, did you buy it at the antique market?"

Song Yunqing: “……!”

Good boy, you have learned to ask questions in return, right? -_-||

"You don't have a sister-in-law yet. If you like the ring, I can help you keep an eye out for it."

Song Wenjing shook his head. "Brother, I think the ring on your hand is quite nice. If someone didn't know, they would think you were engaged."

"But I never take away other people's good things. Brother, if you have a sister-in-law, bring her back. I promise I won't have any objections."

He was so happy that he couldn't contain himself. But seeing his brother's behavior, he felt like he was the protagonist right in front of him.

"Okay, okay, stop joking and go back to rest." Song Yunqing waved his hand helplessly and let him leave.

This kid, I was clearly asking him a question, but he asked me a question instead, and I just couldn't answer it.

"Oh, I'll go up first."

"Yeah." Song Yunqing looked down at the ring in his hand. If this thing belonged to him, he would not suggest giving it to Song Wenjing.

But this thing is not mine, but someone else's.

The ring already has an owner, so I can't just give it away casually.

Three months ago, he accidentally walked into an ancient street and saw a vendor selling antiques. Although he knew that they were all fake, he couldn't help but turn around and take a look.

The antiques on the ancient street are real and fake, fake and real, it all depends on your eyesight. If you can tell that it is a treasure, then you will make a profit.

If you find out it’s fake after you get home, you can only suffer in silence. Some vendors will come to sell from time to time to avoid trouble from buyers.

Or move place.

The next day after he bought the ring, he saw an ancient man in white clothes with a thin back by the window.

His back shows loneliness and sadness...

Song Yunqing was stunned for a moment, looked at it in disbelief, and then wiped his eyes. He thought he was hallucinating.

"Brother Yunqing...!" The man slowly turned his head and called softly, and then under the moonlight, his figure slowly disappeared.

Song Yunqing's body was one step faster than his brain. He quickly stood up and stumbled to the window, trying to catch the man.

Unfortunately, his movements were still too slow, and he could only grab the corner of the man's clothes. He opened his hands and saw that there was nothing in them.

After seeing Song Wenjing leave, Lu Huaisi came out after a while. He stared at the stairs where Song Wenjing walked with some disbelief on his face.

A familiar scent drifted faintly through my pocket.

Was he wrong just now? Why did he feel a familiar aura?

And... Brother Yunqing’s younger brother really looks like that person!

He had indeed found the right person. Song Yunqing was his brother Yunqing from his previous life. Even if brother Yunqing had been reincarnated, he would not recognize the wrong person.

This life...

Please let me atone for my sins!

……

morning.

When Song Wenjing came down, there was no one at the table. He knew that his elder brother was very busy and should have gone to work early.

Song Wenjing didn't like having too many strangers at home, so the chef left after making breakfast.

Song Wenjing is the only one in the huge manor.

Song Wenjing asked for leave from school and planned to go to school tomorrow.

After breakfast, Song Wenjing drove to the most famous antique market. As soon as Song Wenjing left, five black cars immediately followed.

Song Yunqing, who was in the office, immediately received the news of Song Wenjing's departure. A dark gleam flashed in his eyes. He asked the bodyguards to protect Song Wenjing well and then handled the work meticulously.

On the antique street, the shouting distracted Song Wenjing's attention a lot.

"Brother, this is an antique from the Ming Dynasty, guaranteed to be authentic. You won't disbelieve me, will you? I'm a well-known figure on this ancient street."

"Oh! Prince Wang, you're finally here! Let me show you this jade bottle. It's a precious treasure from the previous emperor. You'll definitely be honored if you buy it."

"how much is it?"

Hearing this, the vendor's smile widened a little. He held up five fingers and said, "Not much, just this amount."

The man chuckled, "Five hundred thousand?"

The vendor shook his head. "This is something from the private treasury of the previous emperor. How could it be worth so little? And mine is authentic and one-of-a-kind."

"We have such a good relationship, the price is 5000 million."

Hearing the price, Song Wenjing couldn't help but feel curious. He walked over and asked suspiciously, "It's just a bottle. How can you guarantee it's authentic?"

"It's authentic, but how can you guarantee it's the emperor's?"

When the vendor heard this, he mistakenly thought Song Wenjing was here to cause trouble. He said with an unhappy face, "Who in this ancient street doesn't know me, Li Biezi? Let me tell you, everything I sell is genuine."

"Don't disbelieve me." Li Biezi glanced around and said in a low voice, "I tell you, I brought this thing out from that place."

"The things we brought back from that place aren't genuine, could they be fakes? How many brothers have we lost for this jade bottle?"

"Why isn't it worth that much?"

Hearing this, Song Wenjing suddenly realized, "Oh, it seems that there really is something in stock. Besides this jade bottle, is there anything else?"

He took a look at the antiques in front of him and lost interest. Although he didn't know how to distinguish the real from the fake, he had a feeling that the things in front of him were all fake.

But the jade bottle in Li Biezi's hand could not be seen.

Li Biezi looked troubled. "For this jade bottle, I lost many brothers. How dare I go back in? There are many dangerous traps inside. If it weren't for the need to support my family, who would dare to go back?"

"I'm just waiting for this deal to be done so I can go home and live a good life with my wife."

The man in front of the vendor picked up the jade bottle, looked at it carefully, hesitated, and finally bought it after hearing the vendor's sincere assurance.

Song Wenjing looked a little regretful, but didn't say much.