"Ah!" Jia Yuqiang let out a long sigh and shook his head. "It's a long story. I can't explain everything clearly in a short while. Let's look at the items first."
As he spoke, he placed the old suitcase he was carrying on the ground and prepared to open it.
"Wait!"
Just then, Yu Renpeng stopped him. "Old Jia, you'd better explain things clearly first. Otherwise, we really wouldn't dare buy your items."
Jia Yuqiang looked somewhat troubled. "Can we not talk about this? Besides, these things all belong to me. What could possibly happen? At worst, we can sign an agreement during the transaction. If any problems arise in the future, I'll take responsibility."
Yu Renpeng immediately shook his head. "No. The more you put it that way, the less I dare buy them. We all know what your wife is like. If you don't explain, I really can't feel at ease."
Jia Yuqiang fell silent for a while before saying with a bitter smile, "Old Yu, it really isn't convenient for me to talk about this. If you insist on getting a clear answer, I can only leave."
Yu Renpeng was somewhat displeased by this. "Old Jia, do you still consider me a friend?"
"Of course I do. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been the first person I thought of. But..."
"No buts!"
Yu Renpeng waved his hand, cutting him off. "Old Jia, avoiding the problem won't solve it. Do you think you can stay away from home forever?"
Although Jia Yuqiang owned a home-appliance store that barely did any business and his family was fairly well-off, his wife controlled the finances of both the store and their household. He had a monthly spending limit. Since he also liked antiques, buying things worth a few hundred or a thousand