Jane Sampson felt faint every ti she thought about leaving ho this morning with an 8 million hairpin on her forehead. No wonder Amber Edwards had such a strange look when she first saw what was on Jane’s forehead, looking at her as though she were a lunatic.
The thought of having an 8 million antique dangling on her forehead made Jane Sampson involuntarily mutter to herself, could it be that she felt her head was so heavy this morning when she left the house?
million!
Damn it, it’s not 800 bucks!
Jane Sampson hadn’t had ti to post anything on Twitter, she just logged out of Twitter and opened WhatsApp to send an emoji to Jas Black. "Let , the Princess, calm down, calm down." — Jas Black’s wife.
As Jane Sampson was agonizing over whether to call Jas Black, he replied to her WhatsApp.
The air conditioner at ho broken? — Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.
A mouthful of old blood almost burst out of Jane Sampson. Was this guy making a dry joke to her?
Jane Sampson’s gaze drifted around the drawer, and after thinking about it, she ssaged Jas Black back.
Didn’t you ask at noon— if Sister Tin hadn’t told you about my situation, what I would’ve done? — Jas Black’s wife.
What would you do? — Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.
Seeing Jas Black’s response, Jane Sampson took a deep breath and continued to type a string of words to reply.
I would’ve priced the hairpin at ten million to sell it to her, resolving this matter perfectly in a way that’s very harmonious—a win-win for both sides where she’s happy and I’m happy. "Smile," "Smile," "Smile" — Jas Black’s wife.
After all, having bought you a watch before, I was as poor as a church mouse, and elegantly resolving this, I’d beco rich overnight again. — Jas Black’s wife.
One hairpin, a profit of 2 million, this deal’s worth it! — Jas Black’s wife.
After reading all the ssages from Jane Sampson, Jas Black’s face turned utterly dark.
He didn’t bother ssaging Jane Sampson, but went straight to making a phone call.
"You want to sell the gift I gave you to Amber Edwards?" His words ca out through clenched teeth as if he were biting out each one, "Jane Sampson, you’re looking to die, huh?"
Hearing the threatening tone filled with anger from Jas Black, Jane Sampson swallowed her saliva, then reassured herself, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, Jas Black is mostly just a paper tiger.
"Sell! Especially when I’m this broke, I definitely would!" Jane Sampson retorted firmly, "Didn’t you tell it was bought from a two-buck shop? I thought at most it was worth 20,000, ah, back then when she asked to na a price, why didn’t my brain malfunction and I sell it to her for one million?"
After saying that, Jane Sampson continued in a very distressed tone, "Jas Black, you always scold for being foolish, I used to think I wasn’t foolish, but now I realize, yes, you’re right, I’m really foolish through and through! One million, how much ice cream could that buy? Right? What do you think, if I tell Amber Edwards now that I’m selling, do you think she’d still want it?"
After saying so much, Jane Sampson didn’t wait for Jas Black’s reply because the person on the phone had already been so infuriated by her that he had hung up, leaving her with the buzzing sound.
Jane Sampson held the phone and just thinking about the sight of Jas Black looking helplessly angry wanting to teach her a lesson but unable to get to her made her gleefully roll around on the bed.
Anger him to death! Anger him to death!
Let him fool her into showing off an 8 million antique hairpin in public, making people think she’s a lunatic.
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