and share this life with affection

after that.

Lin Ye and First Year Huai played a card game as if no one was around.

The people at the scene were already numb.

Only the host, almost screaming, was always excited.

"Twenty-eight million! Mr. Lin bid twenty-eight million!"

"Mr. Zhou!"

"Mr. Zhou bid 900 million!"

"Twenty-six and a half million!"

"3000 million!" Everyone in the audience thought it was absurd, and watched the host almost get angry with excitement.

But also understandable.

The host's salary that night is based on the auction price. Although it is a public welfare activity, but with the price of 3000 million, he is worthwhile.

"Thirty-one million!" It was still adding.

"Thirty-one million!"

"Thirty-one million!"

The host felt that he was going crazy, his breathing was not smooth, and he was very close to hypoxia!

Inhumane!

He grinned and looked at Lin Ye. When Lin Ye was about to raise his hand, the girl beside him quietly held Lin Ye's hand and shook his head at Lin Ye.

Signaled him that enough was enough.

Lin Ye pouted, obviously didn't play enough, said "Oh", and then raised his card with a playful smile, "Thirty-three million."

After Lin Ye finished shouting, Diao Erlang looked at Zhou Suihuai, "I won't play anymore, next one."

Zhou Suihuai nodded, and under the attention of everyone, he smiled and shouted: "Thirty-five million."

crazy!

Really crazy!

Lin Ye made it clear just now that he stopped shouting, but the first year of life actually added 200 million more!

That's 200 million!

These two people are insane!

Everyone in the audience felt that they had been insulted by RMB.

When the gavel fell, Ou Moyuan watched the lot being taken by Zhou Sui Huai, who then looked at Bian Zhi's profile with a flattering smile.

He said, "You say I'm good or not, and you say stop and I won't play."

Bian Zhi opened his mouth and said two words, his voice was so low that he didn't hear it.

But it was enough to make the violence in his heart surge to the tip of his heart uncontrollably.

He regrets it!

He shouldn't have listened to Duan Chengfeng just now, he should have exhausted everything to win this work.

This originally belonged to him!

For a moment, Ou Moyuan felt that this lot, like Bian Zhi, was completely isolated from his future life.

His fingertips were numb, but there was nothing he could do, he could only watch her smile at the other man.

The depression in his heart made Omoyuan almost taste the blood in his mouthful.

Duan Chengfeng looked at Ou Moyuan's heavy look, raised his hand and patted Ou Moyuan's shoulder, "Forget it."

Forget it.

Forget it...

Oumoyuan lowered his eyes, looking at the tiled floor on the ground.

Exhausting the greatest restraint in my life, I said to myself: Forget it.

It's just a country girl who was ignored by her in the past. Even if she really has anything to do with these people, she is just serving others for sex. Could Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai really marry her back home?

At that time, I will come to him crying.

He won't look at her again.

Ou Moyuan calmed down, turned his eyes to the auction stage again, and returned to his usual indifferent and dignified appearance.

Except for the supreme and invincible dzi bead that Lin Ye bought for 8000 million, the rest of the auctions were passed normally.

Soon to the ink painting.

This is Gu Kaizhi's authentic work, and there are quite a lot of people holding placards.

Bian Zhi glanced at the time and frowned slightly, it was almost time for access control.

Recently, due to the large number of patients in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, she came back a little later, and every time she "coincidentally" saw Lin Jue sitting on the sofa watching TV.

I wouldn't scold her either.

It's just a yin and yang saying something weird, like a sour thing like my daughter is getting older and can't control it.

"Quickly end," Bian Zhi whispered to Lin Ye, "Will you go home with me today?"

Lin Ye shook his head, "I won't go, my father is too wordy, he calls me to go on a blind date every day, and I won't go back recently."

Before Bian Zhi finished speaking.

Ou Moyuan sneered heavily, Bian Zhi looked over speechlessly, and saw Ou Moyuan pursed his lips.

He looked at her very contemptuously, his eyes seemed to say: Beg someone to go home, Bian Zhi is nothing more than that.

Bian Zhi didn't bother to pay attention, and gave him a sick look, then turned her head away.

Duan Chengfeng covered his face.

This is someone's own brother, isn't it normal to ask him to go home?Omeryuan, what is going on in your mind all day? !

But he didn't dare to expose Bian Zhi's identity.

He sighed, and said to Ou Moyuan: "Don't keep looking at Bian Zhi, we are here for the auction today, not specifically to see your ex-wife."

The voice fell.

It was Ou Moyuan who condensed fiercely.

Duan Chengfeng: "..."

I am wrong!

The auction of ink paintings begins.

The asking price is 50.

Bian Zhi held up a sign, "100 million."

The bright color just now flashed in the eyes of the host on stage again.

There is a situation!

"Miss Bian, the bid is 100 million! This is Gu Kaizhi's genuine product. It is in excellent condition. It is definitely the first choice for collection or as a gift."

"300 million!"

"Mr. Ou bid 300 million!"

The host thought: here we come again!here we go again!

Everyone: "..."

Start again!

Bian Zhi held up a sign: "500 million."

Ou Moyuan: "800 million."

Bian Zhi: "1000 million."

In just three rounds, it broke [-] million. Everyone was amazed that this little girl of unknown origin had such a big hand.

Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai were not surprised.

Bian Zhi has always liked these distinctive things. Furthermore, when Bian Yaoyao left, she left a lot of money for Bian Zhi. In addition, she was also very rich, and Bian Zhi was also filial. This was bought for Lin Jue. The gift, the price is tens of millions, she won't even bat an eye.

Ou Moyuan raised his placard again: "One thousand and one million."

Bian Zhi: "500 million."

Ou Moyuan frowned and looked at Bianzhi, then at Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai beside her.

This woman is really relentless when she spends a man's money.

He wanted to see how far Lin Ye and Zhou Suihuai would indulge Bian Zhi!

Ou Moyuan raised his placard again: "One thousand and one million."

Bian Zhi glanced at the time, "2000 million."

Everyone present swallowed with difficulty.

This girl is scary.

Ou Moyuan is at least 100 plus 100, but she is lucky, and her placard is 400.

Is this a blatant rhythm of putting contempt on the renminbi to kill in seconds?

This momentum is scary.

Everyone shrank their necks obediently and sat on chairs to watch the play.

Duan Chengfeng covered his face, his heart collapsed indescribably.

Fortunately, their goal today is this ink painting, and their expectation is 2000 million.

further up—

Duan Chengfeng frowned, even if it was a delivery to a customer, the cost and the benefit would not match.

However, he also knew that Ou Moyuan was suffocating in the restoration of the ancient building just now, so let him vent his anger.

Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing to leave the auction site disheartened today and spread the word.

Duan Chengfeng sighed and nestled into the chair.

Ou Moyuan: "Two thousand and one million."

Bian Zhi: "Twenty-five million."

Those who thought breaking 2000 million yuan would be more restrained, at least the price increase would be reduced: "..."

Duan Chengfeng glanced at Ou Moyuan.

Seeing the blue veins in his hand holding the sign.

"Mo Yuan, otherwise..."

Ou Moyuan held up a placard: "Twenty-six million."

Duan Chengfeng: "..."

Bian Zhi remained calm, with a calm expression, "3000 million."

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they looked at Ou Moyuan in unison, to see if he wanted to make a move.

History repeats itself.

Duan Chengfeng gritted his teeth and said to Ou Moyuan in a low voice: "Why don't you forget it and keep calling, even if the gift is given to the customer and the deal is reached, after deducting the price of this lot, there is not much profit, why don't you forget it?"

"Just let me be a little girl."

Ou Moyuan looked at Bian Zhi's white and tender neck, but she didn't even look at him.

Why would he let her!

Ou Moyuan held up a placard: "Three thousand and one million."

Everyone took a deep breath.

Attention shifted to Bian Zhi.

Bian Zhi glanced at the time, just as she was about to bid, Zhou Suihuai next to her held her hand, and said softly with a smile, "Little boy, brother, can you take a picture for me?"

"You keep your money for snacks?"