Duan Jinghe was sent home by the person from the mysterious auction.

He walked around the garbage dump in front of his house in a daze, and then walked into his own shabby little yard.

In this place called Shanghai, not all houses are valuable.

Duan Jinghe was wearing a long coat on the outside and a black bathrobe provided by the auction on the inside, with his smooth, white calves exposed.

It is summer now, and even if there is a slight breeze at night, it is not cold, but Duan Jinghe feels as if all his bones are soaked in ice water.

Why does this world have such a father?

Duan Jinghe stood dazedly at the door of his little room. It was a long time before he walked into the room accompanied by the sound of his mother's coughing.

Duan Jinghe looked around his room.

No matter how clean he cleaned it, there was still a sense of oldness that couldn't be concealed.

With his mother's intermittent coughing still in his ears, Duan Jinghe calmed down, immediately changed into the T-shirt and shorts he usually wore at home, and went to his mother's room with warm water to feed her medicine.

Duan Jinghe looked at his haggard mother lying on the hospital bed.

As early as when his mother was discharged from the hospital because she had no money to continue her stay, the mysterious auction found him.

However, he could not accept this and hesitated to agree.

After returning from the art exhibition, his mother's condition suddenly worsened. He searched all the drawers in the house but only found enough money for the examination.

He also couldn't find a job that would pay for his mother's medical treatment.

He worked until the next morning, when the sky was just getting light. Duan Jinghe stopped his work in a daze.

He felt that the world was changing too fast.

Nearly two years ago, he was still living in a big house in downtown Shanghai. His parents were loving and he chose his favorite Chinese painting major in the art department. It seemed that he had a bright future.

As a result, just a few weeks after entering the school, I learned that my mother was seriously ill.

Then, the big house left by my grandfather to my mother was sold, and the family moved into this old and dilapidated courtyard.

However, if the mother can recover from her illness and the family can still be together, they will always have the opportunity to move back to a big house in the city.

Duan Jinghe firmly believed this.

As a result, less than two months later, just after he finished his first semester of school, his father took the money his mother got from selling the house and ran away, leaving him and his critically ill mother alone.

Then, this auction came up.

It was the first time that Duan Jinghe discovered that his face was worth so much money.

He didn't know whether the person who bought him was a man or a woman, or whether he was a good or bad person. He also didn't know why the person bought him. Maybe it was for his face, or maybe it was for his body. In short, his mother was saved now.

He couldn't be himself anymore.

Duan Jinghe looked at the old and broken door of his room with some nostalgia.

I don’t know if we will have the chance to meet again in the future.

I hope the boss who bought me is a good one.

But...even if that person has special hobbies, what can I do?

There was nothing he could do.

Duan Jinghe looked at the slowly rising sun and sighed.

At this time, someone knocked on their door.

Duan Jinghe hurried to open the door. It was his supervisor of the auction.

"Duan Jinghe, did you not sleep when you came back last night?"

The supervisor was a little angry: "Do you know who took the photo of you? How can you go to see that person when you look so haggard? Do you know that they can buy you at will, but if you offend them, they can also throw you away at will! How will you make money to treat your mother's illness then?"

When Duan Jinghe heard this, he bowed to the supervisor in panic and said, "Sorry, supervisor, I'll go to rest now!"

The supervisor's expression eased a bit. After all, Duan Jinghe had been spotted by the mysterious daughter of Villa No. 1, and he didn't dare to say anything too harsh, for fear that one day Duan Jinghe would be noticed by someone and get some advice from them, and then he would be finished.

"That's right, go and have some rest. I'll be here with my makeup artist and stylist at 12 noon."

The supervisor said.

Duan Jinghe nodded dazedly, went back to bed and lay down, but he couldn't fall asleep, so he could only close his eyes and rest.

As a result, I fell asleep.

I slept until the alarm rang at 12 o'clock.

Duan Jinghe got up and regained most of his energy. The knock on the door rang out on time.

The supervisor came with a makeup artist and a stylist and applied makeup all over Duan Jinghe's body.

However, Duan Jinghe's skin was so good that the makeup artist thought for a long time and only applied lotion and cream. The stylist simply gave him a hairstyle, changed his clothes, and sent him to the car.

Duan Jinghe pulled his clothes closer.

This is called clothing, but in fact it is just a thin nightgown, and the neckline is very wide, almost exposing the entire chest.

The stylist beside him patted the back of his hand and said, "Don't touch it. Do you know that your waist is the most attractive part? The pleats I worked so hard to fold on your clothes can highlight your waistline!"

Duan Jinghe suddenly didn't dare to move.

Duan Jinghe was taken to a huge manor villa.

Duan Jinghe took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again, then walked forward and pressed the button of the video doorbell outside the manor.

"Hello?"

A female voice came from the other side.

Duan Jinghe took a deep breath and said in the tone his supervisor had instructed: "Hello, I am the cat that Miss Tang bought. Excuse me, may I come in?"

Inside the villa, Tang Anning was wearing a champagne-colored nightgown and lazily leaning on a lounge chair on the balcony which was over a hundred square meters in size. The warm sunlight shining on her body made her feel extremely comfortable.

Tang Yun was holding the doorbell phone at the side, and Duan Jinghe's slightly softer voice came from the other end of the phone.

Tang An Ning leaned her head on her elbows, blinking her beautiful eyes: "Let Tang Qian (the bodyguard captain) bring him in."

Tang Yun said "yes" gently and then closed his mouth.

Tang An Ning knew that Tang Yun was notifying Tang Qian through their bionic people's internal chat system.

Duan Jinghe waited for a few minutes, and the door of the manor villa was opened.

A tall woman with short hair and wearing a dress that Duan Jinghe couldn't remember the name of walked out.

"Duan Jinghe?"

The short-haired woman looked at Duan Jinghe, and Duan Jinghe froze, with a feeling of being seen through spreading throughout his body.

"Come in with me."

The woman said in a slightly cold tone.

Duan Jinghe subconsciously said yes, and then followed Tang Qian carefully.

Duan Jinghe didn't dare to think about it at all, but what he saw and heard along the way still made him open his eyes wide.

...He had never seen such a big house.

It seems that my mother's illness can be cured...

Duan Jinghe felt completely relieved.

As for what he himself would suffer… he no longer cared.

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