As for Qu Yiman, she returned to the hotel after lunch and stealthily took out the box of jewelry from under the bed.

In the past few days, he has contacted several buyers, but has not made up his mind to sell it.

She is going to get her marriage certificate with Jia Fei tomorrow, so she wants to sell all her jewelry and turn it into her pre-marital property.

She is really calculating.

It's just that she was thinking too much. Compared with the wealthy Bai family, her money was nothing.

After opening the jewelry box, Qu Yiman's eyes began to light up.

Various jewellery was neatly arranged in the box, and the least valuable item in it was probably the gold bar in the corner.

Qu Yiman picked up a gold bar, weighed it in her hand, and put it back in the corner, feeling like throwing away garbage.

Now she has over 100 million yuan in private money, and she feels very proud of herself.

After carefully examining these jewelry pieces of varying sizes, Qu Yiman called the potential customers she had contacted a few days ago.

"Ms. Qu, you have figured it out, right?" the other party asked with a smile.

"Seventh Brother, I have figured it out, but your price is a little bit unacceptable to me," Qu Yiman said with a smile.

"Fifteen million is not a low amount. Where can you find such a high price?" Brother Seven replied with a smile.

"Seventh Brother, I asked someone to appraise it. That glass agate gold necklace is worth more than 10 million. The appraiser said that this necklace is from the Ming Dynasty and has a history of more than 600 years."

Brother Qi smiled, then sighed, "Ms. Qu, I also saw it in the video that day. The necklace is indeed from the Ming Dynasty, but you know what? This thing of yours is not something that comes from an ordinary family. I don't think you got it through normal channels."

Qu Yiman sneered, "Oh, my family has businesses abroad, and there are a lot of good things that have been lost. You should know that, right? I got it through legitimate channels."

"Ms. Qu, I don't want to talk to you any more. 20 million, if you can agree to this price, we can find a place to trade now."

Qu Yiman hesitated, the price was only half of what she expected.

But then she changed her mind and realized that it was all Han Xiaonan's inheritance, so selling it for fifty cents would be a waste of money.

"Ms. Qu, how is it?"

"I...Okay~ 20 million, you find a place."

Qu Yiman made a difficult decision.

"Okay, wait for my news."

Brother Seven hung up the phone.

Qu Yiman put the phone aside, opened the jewelry box again, and carefully reached out to touch it.

She liked every piece of jewelry here, but when she thought that they were left by Han Xiaonan, she felt an inexplicable disgust.

Thinking that Han Xiaonan might have worn these before, and thinking about the circumstances of Han Xiaonan's death, she shuddered and slammed the box shut.

"Money is better. After I change it into money, I can buy the things I like."

Qu Yiman comforted herself and then pulled the suitcase next to her over.

Just as she was about to put the jewelry box into the suitcase, an idea suddenly popped into her mind.

"There are so many pieces of jewelry. He probably didn't see some of them clearly when we were chatting that day. She definitely wouldn't know if I took out two pieces."

Qu Yiman opened the jewelry box again, took out a pair of earrings from it, and carefully stuffed them into her handbag.

"This jade ring is not bad either. I'll secretly hide another one."

Qu Yiman reached out and grabbed the crystal green ring, put it on her middle finger to show it off, and took out her mobile phone to take a photo.

Just after taking the photo, her cell phone rang.

She quickly cleared her throat and answered the phone.

"Hey, Brother Qi, have you found a good place? I'll be there right away."

"The place has been found, but the appointment time is five o'clock. See you there at five o'clock."

Brother Seven replied with a smile.

When Qu Yiman heard this, she screamed.

"Five o'clock? We have to go home for dinner at five o'clock. Can't you go earlier?"

"Haha, it seems that Miss Qu is a foodie. How about this, we eat and chat at five o'clock, what do you think?"

"Uh... okay. But you have to prepare the money for me. I don't want cash, I just want a bank transfer."

Qu Yiman wanted to go there secretly, because if the other party gave her cash, she wouldn't be able to carry it by herself.

"Sure, no problem. See you at five. I've sent you the location on WeChat."

Seventh brother agreed very readily.

Qu Yiman didn't think too much about it. She put down her phone and fell asleep.

It's only two o'clock now, and there are still three hours until the agreed time.

From her current location, it was only a ten-minute drive to the agreed location.

After lying down, she had a dream. In the dream, the moment she opened the box, it was empty.

"Money, my money..."

Qu Yiman yelled and jumped up from the bed.

"Jewelry, my jewelry..."

Seeing that the jewelry was placed inside intact, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared me to death~"

Qu Yiman patted his chest and took the phone from the bedside.

"Oh my god, it's already 4:30? I only slept for two and a half hours!"

Qu Yiman shouted in panic.

She hurried to the makeup mirror, tidied up hastily, then put the jewelry box into the suitcase, put on her sunglasses, and walked out with her head held high.

As soon as I went out, a waiter came over respectfully.

"Madam, let me help you pull it."

Qu Yiman replied condescendingly: "No, I can do it myself."

"Young Madam, what else do you need me to do?"

"I'm going out for a trip. Is the car ready?"

"There's a car outside, waiting for you anytime."

The waiter stretched out his hand and walked quickly ahead to lead the way.

Qu Yiman held her head high, looking arrogant. She had only been at the Bai family for a short time, but she already considered herself the mistress and didn't take anyone else seriously.

Seeing Qu Yiman coming to the front of the car with a box, the driver hurriedly got out and ran over, putting his hand on the handle of the box.

"Madam, let me help you."

~Don't move! I can do it myself~", Qu Yiman screamed.

The driver quickly retracted his hand and stood aside as if facing a formidable enemy.

Qu Yiman turned around and glared at the driver, then yelled, "Did I ask you to do it? Do you know how expensive this box is? You will never be able to pay for it if it's broken!"

"Yes, the young lady is right, I was wrong," the driver replied with a nod.

"Be more careful next time. If you want to flatter someone, you have to do it in the right place," Qu Yiman said relentlessly.

"Yes, yes~"

"It's the end, open the door quickly! Can't you see I can't carry it anymore?" Qu Yiman yelled angrily again.

At this moment, the driver was already dissatisfied, but he still suppressed his anger...