All aspects are kneeling and begging the villain heroine to be a person

Chapter 4875 The abandoned old lady: Make the white-eyed wolf regret (34)

When Jiang Wanhong and others arrived in the provincial capital, they met outside the auction house first, and then went in together.

"Aren't you going in with mom?" Jiang Wanjie asked. He was coming a little later and was about to take out his cell phone to call Qian Yan.

Cheng Surong interrupted: "No need to beat her. Your brother beat her just now. Mom has already gone in. Let us go in by ourselves. Her position is different from ours. There is no need to look for her after we go in."

Jiang Wanjie had to put away his cell phone, and the group entered the auction house with their tickets.

The decoration here is of course the best. The group had never seen this before. They walked with trepidation, always feeling like someone was watching them. Even though they were wearing their best clothes, some of them were even new.

But I don’t know why, but when I saw the people who were also invited in, after comparing them, I always felt that they were not only one level behind.

It wasn't a long journey, but Jiang Wanhong and the others were relieved of their grievances.

If the old lady takes them with her, they will feel more confident no matter what. Even if you don't go with them and give them some property to dress up, it won't be like this.

Jiang Wanmei touched the jade bracelet on her hand, but she still felt that it was not of high quality. She bought this bracelet several years ago and spent more than 30,000 yuan. It's obviously the most expensive piece of jewelry among hers, but it seems like she can't wear it here.

Cheng Surong felt the same as Fuhui and wanted to hide the jewelry on her body, but it was too late. It really feels wrong to wear jewelry, and it also feels wrong not to wear jewelry.

If mom had given them one or two pieces of jewelry to support the scene, it wouldn't be like this.

Even Zhou Zihao, who had always been impatient and rather self-centered, became much more honest when he came to this place and no longer showed his most expressive expression.

The one who hasn't changed the most is probably Jiang Hongyu, who is only eight years old. The child only thinks it's new here, but there's nothing embarrassing about it.

The seats here are not the usual rows. The entire auction house has several floors, and they are on the first floor. The first floor is the auction hall, where all ordinary VIPs are. Round tables are placed in the hall. There are fruit plates, candies and tea on the round tables. He led the way and invited them to the corresponding location. After sitting down, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This place is very big, and I only know that the upper floors should have VIP private room seats, but they can't see the scene above at all from their position.

Apart from looking at what they can see, they don't dare to run around. After looking around, I didn't see Qian Yan, and I didn't dare to look for him. I took out my phone and started to @people in the group.

Cheng Surong: Mom, we have arrived. Where are you? @Gu Qianyan

Jiang Wanhong: Yes, I didn’t see anyone.

Jiang Wanjie: I looked around and saw no one.

In fact, they guessed that Qian Yan was not in the lobby, but probably in the VIP private rooms upstairs. I couldn't help but wonder, why didn't the old lady let them go up when she was in the private room? She only gave them a seat in the lobby.

There's no way a place like this, a VIP private room, can't accommodate people like them.

There was resentment in their hearts, but they didn't dare to express it, so they could only ask tentatively in their words.

Gu Qianyan: I'm in the private room upstairs. Now that you're here, sit down and watch.

As for the location, Qian Yan will definitely not tell them.

People like Jiang Wanhong are face-saving and will not risk being laughed at by making a fuss to see her.


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