The hall was full of elegant birds without words. Everyone looked at the old man in the wheelchair with a surprised look on his face.
Tao Xinger was surprised at first, then suddenly smiled and looked at xiangshaolong: "you have prepared enough scenes. I really admire you for finding a fake in such a short time!"
"However, do you think that we are all fools and would believe that a lame old woman is a famous Tang costume craftsman?"
"Tao Xinger! Shut up!"
Songzhidong's low roar came, glared at her fiercely, and then hurried towards Mei Xueqin. In front of the wheelchair, he leaned down half and said with a warm smile: "master Mei, I didn't expect that even a distinguished guest like you had come. It's really an honor for song to meet you here!"
Mei Xueqin smiled: "Oh? Do you know me?"
