Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

"Oh, I really regret that the auction has to be masked, and there is no way to know who that man is!?"

"Who else could it be? Look at that imposing manner, look at those tightly pursed thin lips, it's probably the one with a famous name."

"Really? Then who is next to him? The one from the Bai family? It's not like that!"

"There are two in the Bai family. Which one are you talking about? I think it looks like the newcomer to the Bai family."

"When you put it that way, it really does look a bit like it!"

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There was a commotion in the entire venue because of the two people who arrived late.

Hearing the discussions from the people around her, Ruan Xiya tightly pressed her lips together, suddenly curious about how that person resembled her.

Although she glanced at it just now, she didn't look carefully after all.

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiya turned her head to see what that person looked like.

Just as he was about to turn his head away, a warm palm suddenly covered the top of his head.

Immediately, Shen Muyang's gentle voice slowly poured out in his ears.

"Xia, the next auction item is the one you want."

Hearing this, Ruan Xiya turned her head to look at the stage, and happened to see the host making the announcement.

"The upcoming auction item is donated by Ms. Ruan Zhenzhen of the Ruan family. Since the auction item is quite special, it will be displayed on the big screen. Please enjoy it..."

Listening to the clear and sweet voice of the host, Ruan Xiya was rarely interested.

She wanted to see what kind of photos Ruan Zhenzhen could put up for auction.

I was guessing in my mind, except for the lights on the big screen, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out.

Immediately, a picture suddenly flashed on the big screen.

In the picture, a fair-skinned woman wearing a black lace mask and cat ears sat quietly on a transparent semicircle with her eyes closed.

Almost at the moment when she saw the photo, a fine layer of sweat oozed from Ruan Xiya's back, her cheeks were as pale as paper.

A gust of wind came in from nowhere, and the person in the photo seemed to be blown by the wind, and the semicircular ball swayed slightly.

The girl sitting in the ball swayed her legs slightly, and suddenly opened her eyes slowly.

Completely different from the charming picture, the woman's bright eyes look like a child's innocence, making people want to hug her and protect her.

There was a sudden gasp in the venue, and Ruan Xiya even faintly heard a few swallowing sounds.

Her hands on her knees were tightly clenched, and her fingertips pierced deeply into her palms, causing sharp pain.

It was only because of the tingling pain in her palm that she resisted the urge to walk away, and sat on the spot trembling.

Fortunately, the venue was completely dark, and everyone's eyes were on the photo. No one saw the shock, panic, helplessness, despair and sadness in her eyes.

Although the woman in the photo is wearing a mask, anyone who is familiar with her can easily recognize that it is her.

She sat on the spot helplessly, her whole body seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, her hands and feet were cold without a trace of consciousness.

The lights of the venue suddenly turned on, the dazzling light was like daytime, Ruan Xiya subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to cover her eyes.

Before she could move, a warm palm suddenly stretched out from behind and covered her eyes.

She flinched, but did not escape after all.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

Shen Muyang's voice was as gentle as ever, Ruan Xiya pressed her lips tightly, and the hot and humid tears instantly wet Shen Muyang's palm.