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Yan Chen's footsteps stopped, his eyes searched for the voice, and met Shang An Yan's displeased and slightly provocative gaze, Yan Chen smiled, stepped off the stage and sat in his seat, and raised his voice: "Fifty-two thousand."

Discussions arose immediately, people who didn't know An Yan were curious about this person's identity, and those who knew a little didn't quite understand what was going on.The divorce between Yan Dayingdi and Lu Xuyi has dragged on for more than a month and no progress has been made. Some media have even speculated whether the two are planning to divorce.

But after all, the person involved didn't speak, so everyone can only guess, who knows what's going on between these two people?

But at today's auction, although Yan Chen and Lu Xuyi were sitting together, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right, and it didn't look like they were reconciled as before.The collection donated by Yan Chen is also a colorful portrait painted by himself. The protagonist is the one who posted a statement on Weibo a while ago that he wants to divorce Yan Chen.There were so many people present, and none of them were deaf. It was self-evident to whom the phrase "I still love him" was said to. Obviously, it was a board used by King Yan to get back his lover.

Everyone laughed, knowing that Yan Chen had ulterior motives, and they couldn't show Yan Chen's face in a blatant manner, so after Yan Chen finished quoting the price, even the people who originally wanted to take a copy of Yan Chen's painting home for collection stopped. I was thinking, waiting for Yan Da Actor or Lu Xuyi to raise their placards to bid for the auction, they can just eat melons and watch the show.Unexpectedly, such an incomprehensible person like An Yan jumped out halfway.While being surprised, everyone seemed to vaguely understand something.

"One hundred thousand."

"15."

"20."

"25."

Apart from the sound of the host warming up the venue, the only sound left in the hall was Yan Chen and An Yan's bidding.

The bidding price was still rising in the voices of the two, and Lu Xuyi's mind went blank for a moment, and it was difficult to recover for a long time.

The moment An Yan spoke, Lu Xuyi raised his head.But he didn't look at the painting on the stage immediately, but turned his head to look for An Yan's figure, and asked An Yan what he was doing with his eyes, because he didn't deserve it.But he didn't find An Yan's sight. An Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking forward provocatively.

Lu Xuyi was stunned for a moment, and followed An Yan's gaze. What caught his eyes was Yan Chen's smiling face and the color painting behind him that shocked him.

What the picture shows is a warm winter afternoon, the slanting warm sun shines in through the large French windows, and the room is haloed.Warm yellow tones cover the entire drawing paper. The main character of the picture is a man, dressed in pure white home clothes, lying on the same white sofa, almost blending into one.It can be said that Yan Chen's picture is handled very well, and the two kinds of white mixed together will not make people feel conflicted, but it will highlight the protagonist even more.

The man's soft black hair seems to be a little long, a pair of gold-rimmed eye sockets rests on the bridge of the nose, and an unknown thick book is on his knees. The man is silent in the sea of ​​books, as if he was disturbed by someone. Confused and helpless smile.The beam of light that slipped in from the window just hit the man's face, adding a soft and friendly smile to the man's smile.

Lu Xuyi's breathing was stagnant, and his mind went blank.Yan Chen likes to draw very much, and he draws very well.He is proficient in human body structure, shape, and perspective, so whether he is drawing sketches or sketching colors, after a painting is completed, it is extraordinarily realistic.

But anyone who has met Lu Xuyi can recognize the protagonist in the painting at a glance, not to mention the various hints of Yan Chen on stage just now.Lu Xuyi never thought that the master of this painting was actually himself. It's ridiculous that he was still speculating about it just now.

A heart is like a roller coaster, going up and down.Finally, when he arrived at the station, he also saw the true face of what he wanted to see or didn't want to see.The whole person was shocked at first, and then there was an unexplainable sense of loss that floated up from the bottom of my heart.

Lu Xuyi was in a daze, and his memory went back to the day when he first received Yan Chen's portrait of himself.

That painting is very small, how can there be such a big one?About the size of an A4 paper.It took Yan Chen an afternoon to paint that painting.

The same goes for winter afternoons.It's just that at that time, I was sitting on the ground with my head down and looking at the book in my hand intently. This time I raised my head and looked at the front with a pursed smile.Due to the small size of the drawing paper, Yan Chen couldn't deeply describe the faces of the characters, but with the familiar outline, Lu Xuyi could still tell that it was himself in the painting.

He also forgot what expression he had at that time, but what he was sure of was that he probably had the happiest smile on that day in his life, except for the silver ring that Yan Chen personally put on for himself on the day he received the certificate with Yan Chen.

The auction between Yan Chen and An Yan continued, but Lu Xuyi finally came back to his senses, his eyes lingering on the screen almost greedily.Through this pair of drawing paper, which is two meters long and one meter wide, he can seem to see how Yan Chen is sitting in the studio and tracing one stroke after another.

What kind of look will he have?What mood did he use to finish the painting?He just said...he still loves me?Lu Xuyi's breathing was a little short, he closed his eyes fiercely and took several deep breaths before he stopped the trembling all over his body.

Even though he didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to guess, he couldn't help but think—does he still love me?He loved me?He loves me?Is it true, or is it just a means to redeem yourself?

Lv Xuyi withdrew his gaze, turned his head slowly, and looked at the man next to him who had been glued to his body. Through Yan Chen's deep eyes, he seemed to be able to see the panic on his face.

He was upset.

The time spent on building the fence in the past month seems to have been wasted. There has never been a moment like now when Lu Xuyi clearly understands that even if he has nothing to do with Yan Chen, he will not be able to escape the man named Yan Chen. cage.

Yan Chen smiled, his dark eyes tightly caught Lu Xuyi's hesitant and probing gaze, and he spit out a series of numbers: "100 million."

Lu Xuyi turned his eyes away for nothing, he admitted that he had lost, a complete defeat, a total defeat.But what can he do?How would he break free from this shackle?That's how he is, as long as Yan Chen takes the initiative, he will fall completely.The high-rise building that had already been erected collapsed in an instant, and was razed to the ground just because of Yan Chen's smile.

To be honest, Lu Xuyi didn't think about bidding when he came here tonight.When you encounter a collection you like, you may photograph it, but you don’t have the idea that you must photograph it.But now, this idea is extremely strong.

Just, believe it again.Anyway, he keeps losing.What if I lose again?

"520 million." A clear voice sounded in the clubhouse, and the two men who were secretly competing were stunned at the same time.The corner of Yan Chen's mouth twitched when he understood, and the hand that had been itching for a long time was finally able to reach out to hold his long, slender and clean palm that Xiao Xiang had wanted for a long time.

Lu Xuyi's long and narrow eyes widened slightly, and he gave Yan Chen a vicious look.

Yan Chen didn't take it seriously, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became wider and wider.Lu Xuyi struggled for a long time, but he couldn't take his hand out of Yan Chen's hand. Apart from secretly getting angry, he had nothing to do with Yan Chen on this occasion, he could only turn his head angrily.

Unaware that the scarlet earlobe on one side exposed everything.

At the same time, An Yan's heart was filled with anger, and his red eyes were full of anger.But even so, he couldn't make a sound anymore.Because he knew that the moment Lu Xuyi's voice sounded, he lost.He lost again, to the same guy.