Sister Shasha, you misread it (1)

In the Qin family's living room.

Smiling, father Zhong handed a wooden box to old master Qin and old Madam Qin.

"This is a small token of my appreciation. There's nothing to show off, he's just passable."

Old master Qin narrowed his eyes and took it.

She opened it and chuckled. Butler, get me a pair of glasses and a magnifying glass!

It was a copybook.

He had left the country a long time ago, but those who knew him well knew that he had been collecting antiques that had been lost overseas for the past few years.

He loved copybooks the most.

Father Zhong smiled, " I got this by chance.

As soon as the glasses were delivered, old master Qin stood up and put on his white gloves with a serious expression. He carefully took out the things from the wooden box and gently placed them on the flannel that the Butler had spread on the table. Then, he put on the glasses.