Quick Wear: The Creation of Equality for Every Psychopath

It is obvious that this woman has nothing to do with the An family, and even relies on the An family's financial support to get to where she is today. I really don't know what's wrong with her brain. How can she be so crazy and have the nerve to live in someone else's house and touch other people's things at will?

"I wonder how much this bottle can sell for!"

Several nannies saw Song Keke packing a lot of things in large and small bags, and then turned their attention to the furnishings in the house and picked up a beautiful bottle.

This is Emperor Yongzheng's favorite, and it was taken by Mr. An from abroad. He loved it so much that he would admire it every time he returned home and put it on his bedside table before going to bed.

When he was video chatting with Anquan Su Nuan abroad, he would ask them to take a picture of the bottle and show it to him.

"It's so fancy, it shouldn't be worth much. Well, let's put it together with the bill and ask the junk collector if he wants it later." Then he casually placed the bottle on the big bag of things. The nanny next to him was so scared that she took two steps back.

He was obviously afraid that it would break, so he wanted to lend a hand, but someone held him back.

"Sister Yan, she's gone too far,"

The woman called Sister Yan was a middle-aged woman in her late fifties. She shook her head and lowered her eyes. "Mr. Anquan likes to protect her."

"If you really said something that made Mr. Anquan unhappy, he would deduct your salary again. Have you forgotten that two months ago, half a month's salary and bonus were deducted?"

The nanny gritted her teeth and stamped her feet, "We have to tell Mr. An that, too."

"Mr. An is so busy that he can't even handle everything. Even if I call him without saying a word, he will let me handle it myself."

Otherwise, the An family would think she was useless. After all, they spent so much money to invite her here, not to cause trouble for him, but to solve the problem.

But if this trouble was created by them themselves, and she had no right to intervene, or even if she had the right to intervene but was stopped by their people, then it would not be a mistake in her duties.

Afterwards, Song Keke packed up everything in the house except for the fancy decorations and the vases that didn't look very good, and took them away to sell.

After two days, Song Keke was exhausted. Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she held a stack of red banknotes and said, "I didn't expect these things could be sold for so much money as scrap. A full 20,000 yuan."

Then he happily took the money and donated it to a welfare organization in the name of An Quan, and carefully kept the invoice.

On the other side, Su Nuan, who was still on vacation and had just finished soaking in the hot springs, was looking at the rising numbers on her mobile phone, and her eyes were almost invisible from laughing.

"Not bad, not bad, Song Keke, you are really awesome."

Even scrap dealers knew very well how much these things were worth, but seeing that Song Keke was a college student, she seemed to have no idea, so they naturally tried to lower the price. When they saw her expression as if she could sell them for tens of thousands of dollars, they regretted it so much and gave her too much.

But when someone found him and wanted to buy these things for three million.

He was just a scrap collector and knew that these things were priceless. Song Keke even made it clear that he was selling them for someone else, and who knows whether that person really agreed.

People who own such things are not stupid.

So when someone wants to buy them and offers such a high price, they are afraid that these things will hurt their hands, so they naturally sell them all at once.

Of course he was happy that he could make so much money by selling the things he got in just two days.

Little did she know that Su Nuan had long been eyeing the scrap collector's boss, who had sent people to help buy the things Song Keke had sold, and then resold them, making a fortune.

Isn't it nonsense to ask why Su Nuan did this instead of buying it back for the An family?

Why should she buy it back for them? If she did, would they remember his kindness?

Moreover, only when the beloved things are truly lost and can never be found again will they be truly heartbroken.

Don’t they think Song Keke is kind and cute?

Look, Song Keke is not only kind, she is also considerate and cares about everyone in the An family.

Su Nuan donated those out-of-season clothes to welfare organizations, which could help only a few people. But she, on the other hand, exchanged these things for money, which could help anyone.

Three days later, An Quan finally returned home exhausted.

As soon as he got home, he just glanced at me and shouted, "Aunt Yan, my dad is back, why didn't you tell me?"

Aunt Yan came out of the kitchen upon hearing the noise and shook her head, "Mr. An hasn't come back yet."

"He's not back yet?" An Quan, who had just changed his shoes, raised his voice. "What about the vase my dad likes, and the other antiques on the shelf?"

Aunt Yan was silent.

An Quan's voice became louder. "Is she lost? The house was robbed. What happened? Where did Anyi go? Such a big thing happened at home, and she's gone. Have you called the police? Does my dad know about this?"

An Quan said this very anxiously.

His father has a bad temper.

Just at this moment, Su Nuan came back from behind, "Brother, what's wrong? Is there something wrong at home?"

Then he poked his head out and looked around the house. "Oh my god, where are Dad's vase, Mom's favorite calligraphy and paintings, and that piece of pure dragon-green jadeite displayed here?"

The dragon green jadeite was not cut, and from a distance it looked like a piece of green glass wrapped in stone.

Jadeite of this quality is no longer available and is worth more than 3 billion yuan.

An's mother was very happy to buy it, so she put it in the most conspicuous place and kept thinking about what kind of jewelry to make. But after thinking about it, she was afraid that she would not like the jewelry she made, so she kept it and did not touch it.

Now it's been sold as useless scrap.

Su Nuan quickly explained, "I told you I was going to the hot springs. I wanted to come back early, but a few uncles my dad knew went there with their children, and they insisted on asking me to stay a few more days."

Then, looking past An Quan, he anxiously said, "Aunt Yan, what's going on? Has our house really been robbed? How is that possible? We have such a good security system at home, and these things are my parents' most treasured treasures, especially that stone. Mom says it's because of it that she feels that making money has meaning and that life has hope."

Su Nuan's words were no exaggeration. Generally, people who are rich enough to have an An family like things that are unique in the world.

An Quan was also anxious.

They all knew how important this thing was to their parents.

Just as Aunt Yan was about to speak, a lively and joyful voice came from upstairs, "Sister An, Brother An, you're back."

Then she ran down like a dancing butterfly. As soon as she came down, her face flushed with joy, she pulled An Quan and said, "Brother An, I've been looking forward to your return. I want to give you a surprise."

Then the baby took out a ticket from the welfare club from his pocket and said, "Ding ding ding, look at what this is!"