I entered the wrong room on my wedding night and was doted on by the sinister CEO.

Ever since Yu Moyuan left at the dinner table, he didn't appear again until dark.

Even when arranging work, orders are issued through WeChat.

At about nine o'clock in the evening, fireworks were set off again outside, this time for a full hour.

At the end of the fireworks, there was a knock on the door.

Tang Liyue opened the door.

The waiter handed over a gift box, "Assistant Tang, this is a gift prepared by the second master. It is said to be an employee benefit."

Employee Benefits?

It’s just a birthday present!

Tang Liyue quickly took it, "Where is the second master?"

The waiter said: "This is something that we servants can know."

"Oh." The waiter didn't know, so Tang Liyue didn't ask any more questions.

After closing the concierge, Tang Liyue walked to the sofa and sat down, carefully opening the gift box.

Inside is a pair of white stiletto high heels. The heels are not high, about five centimeters, and the style is simple and elegant.

This is Tang Liyue's first pair of high heels in her life.

It's not that she doesn't like wearing high heels, there's no girl who doesn't like to look beautiful.

It’s just that I thought high heels were easy to break and had no other source of income except scholarships, so I was reluctant to buy them.

In addition, white canvas shoes are also good-looking and durable, so my desire for high heels is not very strong.

But now looking at the pair of shoes in the gift box, Tang Liyue was slightly touched.

I took it out and tried it on. The size 36 is just right and fits well.

Tang Liyue put on both shoes and walked around cautiously. The more she looked at them, the more she liked them.

Sitting back on the sofa, Tang Liyue picked up her phone, took a photo, and sent it to Qin Jiaojiao.

[Tang Liyue: Jiaojiao! Doesn’t it look good? 】

Qin Jiaojiao replied instantly.

[Qin Jiaojiao: I’m going! I, Ah Yueyue, finally wear high heels! It’s perfect for you! So beautiful~]

Tang Liyue smiled and replied to Qin Jiaojiao.

[Tang Liyue: You are so exaggerated! 】

[Qin Jiaojiao: I’m not exaggerating! Your legs are very beautiful, straight, long and white. You wear long skirts and pants to cover up such beautiful legs all the time. It’s really a waste of your resources! Now wearing high heels is the icing on the cake! It would be better to try more short skirts in the future! 】

[Tang Liyue: Okay, I’ll try it later~]

After chatting with Qin Jiaojiao for a few words, Tang Liyue also sent a copy of the photo to Yu Moyuan.

Typed: Thank you, uncle

Just as she was about to send it out, Tang Liyue looked at the word "Second Uncle" and was stunned.

After hesitating for a moment, he deleted the word "Second Uncle".

[Tang Liyue: Thank you~]

Yu Moyuan didn't reply.

But the message "The other party is typing..." in the chat window flashed past, and Tang Liyue saw it.

This means that Yu Moyuan has seen the message.

Downstairs bar.

Yu Moyuan looked at the photos on his phone with dark eyes.

Tang Liyue is really too innocent.

Did she think this photo was simply a way of giving back the gift she received?

God knows how beautiful Tang Liyue's legs are. Even if only half of her thigh is exposed in the photo, it can make a man's blood spurt.

If he hadn't known that Tang Liyue was not so thoughtful, Yu Moyuan would have thought that she was deliberately seducing her.

Song Qingya, who was opposite, was curious, "What's wrong? What made you react so strongly?"

Yu Moyuan turned the screen of his phone to black, covered it on the table, and took a sip of wine. "It's nothing. The cat scratched my heart."

Tired by a cat?

Song Qingya smiled, "It seems that a certain big shot is heartbroken."

Yu Moyuan raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, and then said: "Don't talk nonsense, the woman who can be attracted to me, Yu Moyuan, has not yet been born."

"Really? Don't believe me."

Believe it or not, Yu Moyuan didn't bother to argue.

He always felt that protecting Tang Liyue and taking special care of her was all for the sake of their romantic relationship that night.

But whether it is "is" or "is not only" is impossible to know.

-

After a few uneventful days, it was finally the day of the auction.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there was unprecedented silence up and down the ox.

Because almost everyone with status gathered on the 8th floor.

This is an exhibition hall as big as a stadium.

There are five hundred square tables in the exhibition hall, and each table is full of people. The people here are all wearing masks.

At the front of the exhibition hall is a stage, and behind the stage is a giant screen that broadcasts the auction process on the stage in real time.

Table a00.

Tang Liyue, wearing a white cat mask, looked around curiously.

On the side, was Yu Moyuan wearing a black wolf mask.

Yu Moyuan looked a little serious today. He had a cigarette in his hand but had not lit it yet. He was not even in the mood to smoke anymore.

"Second uncle, everyone is so mysterious. What are you doing?"

Yu Moyuan glanced sideways at Tang Liyue and answered: "Auction."

"Then why wear a mask?"

"You can look at the iPad on the table, it has a list of items for sale."

Tang Liyue curiously picked up the iPad on the desktop. As soon as she opened the screen, a folder popped up. When she clicked in, she saw a lot of pictures.

The pictures are marked with serial numbers.

For example, serial number 01 is an antique vase, 02 is an antique bracelet, 03 is...

Tang Liyue's eyes widened.

"Human head?!"

Yu Moyuan responded softly and patted Tang Liyue on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, just watch quietly."

She didn’t dare to be quiet anymore!

She now understands why everyone wears masks. Everything in the auction of feelings is contraband.

There are heads, and the source of these antiques is not clean.

At this time, someone took a seat at table A01 next to him.

Look at the figure...

Tang Liyue turned her head and asked Yu Moyuan softly, "Is the person next to you Brother Song?"

Yu Moyuan nodded, "Yeah."

At this time, Song Qingya, who was wearing a white fox mask next to him, also turned to look at Tang Liyue. He did not say hello, but nodded slightly in greeting.

It seems that after entering here, you can't talk to other tables at will.

Tang Liyue also nodded to Song Qingya, and then sat down beside Yu Moyuan, not daring to look around curiously.

The spotlight turned on, and a graceful woman in a red dress appeared on the stage.

She wore a black raven-feather mask and held a microphone in her hand.

She said: "Welcome to all guests, I am Ah Ya, the host of tonight's auction. I believe that all of you here are old friends. As before, you can use your iPad to place bids, and there is no limit on the amount."

At this time, the screen of every iPad on the table went black at the same time, and then an input box and button appeared in the center of the screen.

Ah Ya on the stage said: "Now, let's invite the first piece of the collection, a multicolored porcelain vase from the official kiln of the Song Dynasty. The starting price is 100 million, and the minimum additional price is 10."

As soon as Ah Ya finished speaking, the table number automatically appeared on the big screen next to him.

The table number is in white, the one with the highest bid is in green, and the one with the highest bid is in red.

The color red jumped between table numbers, and the auction price also changed from the initial 100 million to 300 million.

Finally, red stopped at table b188, and the transaction price was 350w.

Tang Liyue opened her mouth in disbelief.

Is this the rich man's world?

She is so knowledgeable!

Yu Moyuan glanced sideways at Tang Liyue, handed her a cup of hot tea, and said, "Just watch quietly, this is just an appetizer."

"Is this just an appetizer? What price does the main course usually cost?" Tang Liyue couldn't help but be curious.

Yu Moyuan said lightly, "More than a billion."

More than a billion? Bar?

ok...

Tang Liyue lowered her head to drink tea and swallowed it with difficulty.

She was ready to have her views on money constantly refreshed.