"But suddenly I don't want to sell it anymore!" Nangong Han smiled.

"Use several million dollars to bid for this bracelet, and the rake that will be handed back to the organizer is greater than the original price you set! How could Master Nangong engage in such a loss-making business?"

Yu Zhenhuan's ability to tell the truth shows that he has seen through these things.

"This is my business." Nangong Han smiled.

"500 million, how about I offer 500 million?" Yu Zhenhuan suddenly raised his voice, and everyone looked at him with gasped expressions.

"The 15 bracelet was fired to 500 million, my God, the most important thing on the chain is the diamond, but it can't be so much!"

The surrounding voices began to become noisy, but An Xiaojing became at a loss.

She never thought that the bracelet she designed would be photographed 500 million.

"One time for 500! Twice for 500! Three times for 500! Deal!"

Finally, no one was fighting with Yu Zhenhuan anymore, and he successfully bought the bracelet with 500 million.

Nangong Han became silent with a smile.

"Congratulations, Mr. Nangong!" said the master of ceremonies.

"However, I want to give this bracelet to Ms. An." Yu Zhenhuan suddenly turned to An Xiaojing, with a full attitude and sincerity.

Stunned, surprised, it's impossible to describe An Xiaojing's expression on this matter.

Her eye sockets slowly became moist.

An Xiaojing jumped up from her seat and ran out of the auction venue.

After seeing it, Yu Zhenhuan followed him out.

As for Leng Yichen, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, completely like an outsider, but the slight emotion in the corner of his eyes still exposed himself.

A cold light spread from the eyes.

"Xiaojing!" In front of the fifty-storey commercial tower, An Xiaojing found it difficult to even say a word.

"Why did you take that bracelet. Give it to me?"

"Because that bracelet is very similar to the one my mother wore before."

An Xiaojing had never seen Yu Zhenhuan mention her mother, and neither had Yu Huanluo.

"I don't know where your inspiration came from, but since I came across it, I will definitely buy it!" A smile slowly appeared on Yu Zhenhuan's face, like his own logo.

He is so humble and courteous to everyone.

"Then why did you give it to me?" An Xiaojing asked again.

"I don't want others to take the right to use the things you make yourself." Yu Zhenhuan said simply: "It's obviously yours, but you always don't have the right to use and get it. Isn't it very sad."

This sentence sounded a bit deep, but An Xiaojing didn't think about it.

"Thank you, brother Zhenhuan, I thought no one would buy it." Her tears finally fell, she was moved.

Every time An Xiaojing cries, it is meaningful. She is not a saint who sheds tears just about anything.

"Go back, remember to put away your things, I still have something to do!"

After finishing speaking, Yu Zhenhuan left, An Xiaojing looked at the man's back, feeling warm in her heart.

"Finish?" Suddenly, a very cold voice came from behind, like ice in the cold winter, it was originally scorching summer, but it made people shiver involuntarily.

When An Xiaojing turned around, she happened to meet Leng Yichen's gloomy face.

"Yu Zhenhuan has a trick, and finally paid for it."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" An Xiaojing gave this man a blank look, her eyes were still moist just now because of being moved.

"What, you're still crying? Aren't you very happy? You should be full of joy when two men are fighting over you at the auction at the same time!" Leng Yichen sarcastically said viciously.

"Enough, Leng Yichen, others are not you, not as despicable and nasty as you."

"I'm despicable, I'm nasty? An Xiaojing, I think those people are blind, why did they just fall in love with your broken chain!"

With one hand in his trouser pocket, Leng Yichen looked down at An Xiaojing with an attitude of arrogance and dissatisfaction.

"Young Master Leng's vision is unattainable. The things that Young Master Leng can admire must be the most unique things in the world. Of course, my chain cannot please you. But it doesn't mean that no one likes it. There's no one who doesn't buy it."

An Xiaojing responded harshly.

These words really made Leng Yichen angry, he took another stride, and walked up to An Xiaojing, with a very elegant posture, he grabbed her neck fiercely with his arms.

Then pushed her to the edge of the glass railing.

Half of An Xiaojing's body was outside the railing, and she was a little scared of the giant fifty-story tower.

"Leng Yichen, what are you doing?"

"It's quite high here, if you fall down, I wonder if you will die?" His eyes were cold and sad, and the strength in Leng Yichen's hands was getting stronger and stronger.

An Xiaojing's neck was already aching from being strangled by him, and it became difficult for her to speak.

"Leng, Yichen, if you want to kill me, just give me a knife!"

"Give you a knife? It's cheap to kill you!" Then the man pulled An Xiaojing's body back with a single force, and threw her on the glass floor.

An Xiaojing took a few deep breaths of air, she hadn't recovered from the shock just now, a deep fear hit her heart.

"An Xiaojing, don't you really enjoy being robbed by others?"

"You're not me, so you'll think of me." An Xiaojing said sarcastically, and then slowly got up from the ground. Leng Yichen's character is unpredictable, and she really can't stand it now.

"You really are a scheming slut, but if you fall from here and your blood is bloody, will someone help you collect the body?" Leng Yichen saw An Xiaojing who had stood up again, and his eyes drifted to five Under the ten-story giant tower.

"I used to think it would be impossible, but it's different now. I have so much money, I'm afraid that if I fall, someone will take care of me for the money!" An Xiaojing sarcastically said.

"Are you so short of money? That's why you have to deal with so many men and do whatever you can!" Leng Yichen withdrew his gaze from the bottom just now, and looked at An Xiaojing with an extremely disgusting look.

"Yichen!" Suddenly, An Xiya's voice came from behind: "The thing you want to shoot has already started!"

"En, I know!" Leng Yichen replied simply, without even turning his head.

An Xiaojing sneered fiercely in her heart, what Leng Yichen looked at was so precious, magnificent and refined.

"Don't be too complacent, a broken chain was fired to 500 million, it can only show that you have a strong method of seducing men." Before leaving, he still didn't forget to humiliate An Xiaojing with this sentence.

"You don't have to worry about Master Leng. After all, what I value is money, and nothing else."

"You! See how I will deal with you when I go back today!"

There was endless darkness in Leng Yichen's eyes, An Xiaojing involuntarily took a step back.

*

The only thing that is certain now is that Brother An will be on stage next week, because it has already been written!

As for the promise I didn’t fulfill before, in terms of updates, if you say that you add more, you will add more, and if you say that you will explode, you have not deceived anyone; in terms of content, there are many clues in my mind that are very messy. I will change the concept and plot, so I won't make any promises about the content in the future, if you are not satisfied, you can leave!

In the end, I am not RMB. It is impossible for everyone to like and be satisfied with me. Writing a book is not easy. Any comments with criticism and accusations are welcome, thank you for your support!

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