Su Mingyao followed the auctioneer's gaze and unexpectedly found Jiang Mingjiao and Brother Zhiheng beside her.

The woman seemed a little sleepy at the moment, and the man held her waist in a domineering manner, letting her put her entire weight on him. The woman struggled for a while, but found that the man would not let go no matter how hard she struggled. She felt frustrated and helpless, but finally acquiesced to the man's actions.

But the man did not do anything because of the woman's ignorance. Instead, he was somewhat happy because of the woman's acquiescence.

This scene fell into Su Mingyao's sight and she felt it was particularly dazzling.

Some resentful eyes fell on Jiang Mingjiao. She was a useless woman, what right did she have!

I am the childhood sweetheart who grew up with Brother Zhiheng. In terms of family background, character, and talent, I am the one who is most worthy of Brother Zhiheng.

Why should this woman take away everything from me just because of a belly?

Jiang Mingjiao also felt this strong gaze, and when she looked back, she saw Su Mingyao with a somewhat ferocious face as expected.

I thought she could hide it for a long time, but I didn't expect that she can't pretend anymore.

The concubines in the harem are not better at cultivating their qi than her. If she were in her father's harem, she would either be used as a scapegoat or commit suicide.

I wonder how my mother and father are doing now. Have they noticed that I’m missing? Will they go looking for me?

Fu Zhiheng also noticed Jiang Mingjiao's absent-mindedness, and every time she was absent-minded, he had a feeling that she was about to disappear, as if there was a thin gauze between the two of them, and he was always outside her heart.

The strength in his hands continued to increase, and Jiang Mingjiao came back to her senses in pain.

"Let go! You're pinching me."

Fu Zhiheng came back to his senses when he heard the little woman's cry of pain.

She looked at her red skin with some annoyance. The little woman's skin was so delicate.

Tsk, thinking about the vague memory before, I still remember that this little woman actually whined and asked me to stop when she was halfway through. Her body was covered with red marks, like a rag doll that was played with, and she looked at me with watery eyes.

The reflection in his eyes really makes him look like a beast.

Jiang Mingjiao felt the heat hidden in the man's eyes and withdrew her hand in fear. Could it be that this man had a hand fetish?

In just a moment, the auctioneer decided the owner of this blue and white porcelain.

"Congratulations again to our buyer in District 1 for purchasing this piece of blue and white porcelain."

Wang Yiye also followed the auctioneer's gaze and saw Fu Zhiheng flirting with his sister.

A flower was stuck in the cow dung.

If I had known earlier, I would have called the price and made him bleed a little more.

The organizer also felt a bit of a headache looking at the couple in front of them who didn't care about other people's lives. As a single person, sitting next to them, I felt like the 1,000-watt light bulb.

Zeng Liang Zeng Liang's.

The auction is still going on. Even though many people know that the final item is beyond their ability to compete for, there are still many people sitting in their seats waiting for this final item.

It is said that this item is not an item of the auction itself but a collection brought by the buyer. It is known as a "masterpiece" that is rarely seen in the auction world in a century.

It was the final item of the auction.

"Okay, onto our next lot."

The next item was quickly displayed on the big screen, which made many people jealous.

This is because its value is not inferior to the previous blue and white porcelain. It is actually a purple clay teapot, and it is a purple clay teapot made by Master Gu himself. It can be said to be priceless.

After all, Master Gu is a famous purple clay teapot master in the circle, and his works are often hard to come by. I didn’t expect to see one at the auction today.

This makes some people jealous, after all, such things are more precious than the previous blue and white porcelain.

The auctioneer also announced the price.

"The starting price is 50 million, and each bid increase must not be less than 10 million."

"Sixty million!"

"Seventy million!"

"Eighty million!"

......

The price competition for purple clay teapots is obviously more intense than that for blue and white porcelain, but this cannot stop its price itself and its future appreciation.

After all, this purple clay teapot was made by Master Gu himself, and its price will definitely be much higher than it is now. It can be said that whoever owns it is equivalent to owning a container of appreciating value.

"Ninety million!"

Su Mingyao looked at the purple clay teapot on the big screen. It seemed that God was helping her. Although the previous blue and white porcelain was precious, it was not as good as this purple clay teapot. As long as she could take a picture of this purple clay teapot, she would definitely be the most beautiful girl at Old Master Fu’s birthday banquet.

"One hundred and ten million!"

Before Wang Yinye could raise his sign, the sound of bidding was heard from behind.

"Wow—"

There was another uproar. Someone actually offered more than 100 million. Are there so many rich people nowadays?

Su Mingyao's face successfully turned the color of liver this time, and she couldn't maintain her usually friendly expression. Who was it this time?

The auctioneer was also a little excited. After all, today both items were sold for over 100 million yuan. This kind of auction was enough for him to brag about in the auction world.

"One hundred and ten million at a time!"

"One hundred and ten million twice!"

"One hundred and ten million three times!"

......"make a deal!"

"Congratulations to the buyer in Area 1 for purchasing this purple clay teapot."

As the auction hammer fell, this priceless purple clay teapot was finally purchased by a masked buyer in Area 1.

Jiang Mingjiao also followed the auctioneer's gaze, but because the auctioneer was wearing a mask, Jiang Mingjiao only saw a pair of unusual eyes.

The eye color is actually purple, which is really rare in Country A.

Fu Zhiheng also looked over. The man was wearing a neo-Chinese style black cardigan embroidered with a python pattern. He stood straight, and the silver mask added a hint of mystery to him.

From a distance, he looks like a rich young man from ancient times, and his purple eyes are even more attractive and make people want to explore.

The man seemed to have noticed Jiang Mingjiao's gaze. He turned around and nodded at her. The extraordinary aura around him made Jiang Mingjiao a little dazed.

His temperament was cold and aloof, like a banished immortal. This was the first impression the man gave Jiang Mingjiao.

Fu Zhiheng just took a glance and then retracted his gaze, and also turned the little woman who was turning her head back.

“Don’t look back!”

"Ok?"

Fu Zhiheng pursed his lips, feeling a little annoyed.

The little woman has no awareness of being a wife at all. She is still sitting here, but her eyes are still staring at other men.

"Only look at me!"

Why is this feeling of being a bit spoiled and naughty? Jiang Mingjiao shook her head. She must have thought too much. How could the villain in the story have such emotions?

The main villain in the plot is always cold-blooded and ruthless. Even his own children are treated as if they were official business. He is just a ruthless work machine.

Jiang Mingjiao also turned her head obediently. When she looked into the eyes of the man with purple eyes just now, she seemed to have a familiar feeling, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

Those lavender eyes seemed to have appeared in my memory.

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