Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Compared to Zhao Yue'er, she wanted this set of jewelry to belong to Ji Ang.

The current price has been increased to 70 million by Ji Ang. This price makes Zhao Yue'er begin to hesitate. As long as He Qing doesn't suddenly intervene, Ji Ang will definitely be able to get it.

Wei Xi pulled his hand and said, "Brother He Qing, since Mr. Ji wants to give the jewelry to Mrs. Ji, don't add any more."

She raised her left hand, shook the bracelet on her wrist at him, and said with a smile: "Brother He Qing, I only have what you gave me~"

He Qing held her hand: "Okay, I'll listen to you."

He turned to Ji Ang and said, "You continue."

"Thanks, brother." Ji Ang glanced at Wei Xi and sighed in his heart. He Qing hasn't gotten together with her yet, but he just listened to her and gave up when she told him to. If they really get together in the future, what will this prince of the capital be like?

With He Qing not participating, Ji Ang and Zhao Yue'er were still competing against each other on the field.

Zhao Yueer raised her sign again: "Eighty-five million."

At this point, her sisters were all shocked and tried to persuade her tactfully: "Yuer, although it is designed by Hill, the price is really too expensive. It has even exceeded the selling price of Hill's new products of the season. Yuer, do you miss Uncle Zhao? Does he know?"

After their reminder, Zhao Yueer only pondered for half a second, and then returned to her determination just now, even raising her voice a little: "It's okay, my father only has me as his daughter, I'm just buying a set of jewelry, he won't say anything."

Since the parties involved had said so, they didn't know what to say, but they were also envious and jealous that Zhao Yue'er could buy whatever she wanted.

"Ms. Zhao bids 85 million. This is the first bid. Is there anyone who wants to raise the price? This is the second bid."

"Brother He Qing, why doesn't Mr. Ji bid anymore?"

He Qing glanced at the man who was now lazily leaning on the back of the chair, tapping his number plate lightly on the armrest, and said bluntly: "He wants to kill with one strike."

As expected, just before the auctioneer was about to strike the hammer, Ji Ang called out the highest price of the night: "One hundred million."

After a brief silence, there was a new round of quiet discussion.

Finally, Hill's Evening Breeze series belongs to Ji Ang.

Ji Ang turned around with a devilish smile and said, "Miss Zhao, thank you for letting me."

Zhao Yue'er, who got nothing, was furious, but she had to smile politely.

"Someone is going to be in trouble." He Qing said with certainty.

Somehow, Wei Xi heard that he was gloating: "Ah, Brother He Qing, why did you say that?"

He Qing took off his coat and put it on her, then pinched her cheek: "Because he hates it most when others snatch things from him."

"Brother He Qing, I'm going to the bathroom."

He Qing leaned over and patted the hem of her skirt: "Do you want me to go with you?"

"No need, Brother He Qing, please wait for me outside. I'll be there soon."

Wei Xi washed her hands slowly in front of the sink.

Why hasn't she come yet?

After waiting for a few seconds, Zhao Yueer appeared beside her to touch up her makeup, her eyes fixed on the bracelet on her wrist: "Wei Xi, I really underestimated you. You actually made Mr. He bid ten times the price for a bracelet worth less than five million just for you. Don't you think you deserve it?"

Wei Xi was not angry, instead, she had a sweet and happy look on her face, as if she was in the madness of love: "Whether I am worthy or not is not up to Sister Yue'er to decide, who made Brother He Qing like me so much, as long as I want it, he is willing to buy it for me~"

Zhao Yueer was so angry at her boastful tone that she raised her hand to slap her in the face. Wei Xi grabbed her hand and slapped her backhand, saying coldly, "You are not worthy enough to hit me."

"Wei Xi!" Zhao Yue'er rushed over with fangs bared, but Wei Xi dodged in time.

When she reached the door, Wei Xi thought of something again and turned back to smile at Zhao Yue'er: "Sister Yue'er, I'm kindly reminding you that your uncle will probably call you home soon. You should think about how to explain what happened today to your uncle. Bye~"