"…This is a jade ring owned by the last emperor. It is carved from the finest imperial green water-colored jade. The starting price is one thousand dollars."

The bright lights on the high ceiling were as bright as day, illuminating Hu Wu's gorgeous face, which looked like a blooming red crabapple.

Bidders rushed to bid and soon the price was driven up to three thousand dollars.

Zhao Xi folded her hands in front of the window, resting her chin on them. Seeing that the auction item had passed three, Jiang Shuliu was still looking at the "Jane Eyre" in her hand. He couldn't help but ask curiously: "Miss, don't you have anything to bid for?"

"I'm not interested in these." Jiang Shuliu said with his eyes lowered.

"Oh." Bored Zhao Xi could only find another topic: "Does the young lady like Jane Eyre?"

Jiang Shuliu turned another page and asked, "Have you read it?"

Of course, it is a must-read classic during school days.

Zhao Xi thought so in his heart, but foreign books were not widely circulated at that time. Xichun was just a poor lady who went to a new-style school and had no money to continue her studies because of her father. Naturally, she would not know "Jane Eyre".

"I saw this name on it, so I said it out loud. I haven't read it." The cover was in English, but Jiang Shuliu knew that Zhao Xi understood English, so Zhao Xi said this.

"It's a very good book." Jiang Shuliu didn't think much about it. She pointed her finger at a line on the page and said, "It's a story about a rich kid falling in love with a hired tutor."

"The heroine in the film is very tough. They have been through a lot and finally got together." Jiang Shuliu said briefly.

Zhao Xi already knew this, so he said dryly, "Oh."

"What do you think?" Jiang Shuliu asked curiously.

"What?" Zhao Xi was puzzled.

"Their love." Jiang Shuliu's eyes were as calm as water: "The huge gap in status and the social blockade, do you agree with this kind of love?"

Looking at Jiang Shuliu, Zhao Xi straightened his back: "If you really love each other, you shouldn't be bound by these things."

Jiang Shuliu smiled gently. She looked especially beautiful when she smiled. She held the book in one hand, with her hair scattered on her temples. She looked very beautiful. "If God gave me wealth and beauty, I would make it difficult for you to leave me, just like it is difficult for me to leave you now. Our spirits are equal, just like you and I will stand before God in the same way after we pass through the grave."

Jiang Shuliu read out a long passage in English. Her voice was a little hoarse, like a deep cello.

She knew Zhao Xi understood.

Zhao Xi was stunned. Before he could say anything, Jiang Shuliu said, "This is my favorite sentence in this book."

Zhao Xi murmured softly: "It sounds good, very well said."

There seemed to be a quiet emotion flowing in the air. Zhao Xi felt inexplicably uncomfortable and his cheeks were hot.

"The last piece of the collection, 'Red and White Hibiscus'!!"

The cheers from outside the venue broke the atmosphere at the moment. Zhao Xi turned around and said in a disguising manner, "Miss, the filming of Red and White Hibiscus is about to start!"

Jiang Shuliu closed the book, walked over and said, "I see." His tone sounded somewhat helpless.

There were two hibiscus paintings carefully displayed on the exhibition stand. After the passage of history, the silk cloth had already turned yellow, but the red and white hibiscus in the paintings was still exquisite.

Hu Wu knew how to adjust the atmosphere. He first loudly talked about the value of the "Red and White Hibiscus Painting", and then said that the seller was very hesitant and it might be gone if missed. As a result, the price of the Hibiscus Painting immediately soared to 10,000 oceans, and there was no sign of stopping.

Jiang Shuliu was not in a hurry. She raised the price tag in her hand and kept paying attention to the guest's call. The servant immediately said loudly: "The owner of room No. 15 offers 50,000 yuan!"

It directly raised the price that was hovering between 10,000 and 20,000 to a higher level.

When Hu Wu on the stage heard the price, the smile on her beautiful face froze a little. She immediately reacted and shouted, "Fifty thousand per time. Any more bidders?"

Fifty thousand dollars is not five copper coins. In a country that has just experienced war and is in urgent need of economic development, spending so much money at once just to buy an antique would make many people hesitate.

But Jiang Shuliu is the one who is least short of money.

In the end, "Red and White Hibiscus" was sold to Jiang Shuliu for 55,000 oceans.

Hu Wu smiled brightly: "Then, tonight's auction will end here. Thank you all for coming. Jinghe has already prepared a dinner. Please move."

"Bang——" A gunshot shattered the bright light high up, and fragments fell down, looking like slowly falling tiny stars in Hu Wu's eyes.

"Ah——" A scream came out of her mouth, and the whole place fell into darkness.

The darkness came so suddenly that Zhao Xi stood up hastily and said, "Miss..."

A hand pulled her into his arms. The tip of Zhao Xi's nose was filled with Jiang Shuliu's cool fragrance, and in her ears was Jiang Shuliu's calm voice: "Don't make a sound or move. They are looking for someone."

Jiang Shuliu took her back to a corner, used an overturned chair to block the way in front of them, and the two of them hid there.

There was constant sound of gunfire. All the guests at the scene were of distinguished status and some of them naturally carried guns, but in such a dark situation, they did not dare to act rashly. However, the attackers seemed to have no scruples.

Zhao Xi also heard screams, messy footsteps and angry shouts: "Who dares to attack Jinghe!"

The light suddenly became brighter again. Jiang Shuliu pulled Zhao Xi up and walked to the window.

The originally bright and luxurious platform was now in a mess, with blood spilled everywhere. Among the people standing or hugging each other, the most eye-catching one was the person who had fallen in the center.

Hu Wu was lying on her side, her face had long lost its color, her eyes were tightly closed, her expression was painful, like a withered rose. And under her body, blood had already flowed all over her body, immersing the originally red and white contrasting Furong cheongsam into blood red.

And the hibiscus painting that was supposed to be on the booth had long disappeared.

[Ding——Plot points increased by ten points.]

What happened? Zhao Xi looked down and thought with a frown.

The accident happened too suddenly and had such a severe impact that the next day, newspapers all over the capital were reporting on the auction attack, and the theft of "Red and White Hibiscus" was also widely speculated.

Jinghe Auction House suddenly became the eye of the storm.

They had to spend a lot of money to appease the frightened guests, especially the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, Jiang Shuliu.

After all, "Red and White Hibiscus" was bought by Jiang Shuliu, but it was eventually stolen, so the biggest responsibility should be borne by Jinghe Auction House.

"Please wait a moment, the young lady will be here soon." Zhao Xi said with a smile as he led Jinghe's staff to the reception lobby.

"Thank you." The visitor was a middle-aged man. He was wearing a well-tailored white plaid shirt and black-framed glasses on his fair face. His eyes and brows revealed his nervousness and uneasiness, and he occasionally wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

He was visibly nervous.

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