Play fast and fast, eat up the love brain in one bite

Nan Yunting frowned as he saw Shen Lingzhou holding up his sign: "One million and six hundred thousand!"

Shen Lingzhou opened his thin lips and said, "Two million."

Nan Yunting was not willing to be outdone: "Two million six hundred thousand!"

"three million."

"Three.6 million!"

Neither of them was willing to give in to the other, and no one dared to compete with them. They could only watch them raise the price to nine million.

"Nine million, six hundred thousand!" Nan Yunting still looked determined to win.

Bai Zhixi said to Bai Zhilan enviously: "Brother-in-law is so good to me. He was willing to buy a shawl worth nearly 10 million yuan and give it to me."

Bai Zhilan enjoyed it very much and a shy smile appeared on her cheek.

Shen Lingzhou added slowly: "Ten million."

Nan Yunting: "Eleven million!"

Li Zhiying raised her hand: "Twelve million."

Chun Nianren raised her hand and placed it on Shen Lingzhou's wrist, her slender fingers stroking the sapphire cufflink.

She moved closer to Shen Lingzhou and whispered in his ear, "Save some money for Sister Ying."

Shen Lingzhou felt the sweet voice in his ear, and glanced at the beautiful face of Chun Nianren, who was smiling and talking, and looked at her seductive lips and spoke with her mouth.

——Don't be angry.

The darkness in his eyes disappeared, and tenderness spread out from the depths of his pupils.

Li Zhiying's sign broke the deadlock. Her action could be regarded as an apology to Chunnian for what happened yesterday.

"Once in twelve million!"

"Twelve million times!"

"Twelve million times!"

"make a deal!"

The host on stage received instructions from the organizer and said publicly:

"Thank you Miss Li Zhiying for your charitable act, and thank you Miss Chun Nianren, the donor of this black satin embroidered peony shawl!"

Chun Nian people?

There was an uproar.

Shen Lingzhou was calm and composed. He embraced Chun Nianren with his slender arms. His palm naturally covered the back of her snow-white hand, and he gently caressed her jade-like joints in an ambiguous manner.

Nan Yunting's handsome face was now very cold, and the smile on Bai Zhilan's face gradually froze.

Is this Chunnianren’s shawl?

Li Zhiying smiled and said, "As far as I know, this shawl was given to Nianren as a birthday gift by Mr. Shen. It was the only embroidery made by Master Yunjin last year. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a unique piece handed down from generation to generation. Nianren gave it away for charity. The 12 million tonight is my support for charity. I will give this shawl back to Nianren."

"Thank you, Sister Ying."

Chun Nianren leaned in Shen Lingzhou's arms, nodded slightly, her pretty face radiant, and she accepted the gazes of everyone with a smile.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

"Master Yunjin's peony embroidery?!"

"When foreign guests visited in the early spring this year, the first lady wore a white cheongsam embroidered with peony silk, which was made by the Yunjin master."

"It was bought for 12 million and sent directly back to Chunnian?"

"Nan Yunting had to compete with Shen Lingzhou for that shawl. He must have been planning to take advantage of Chun Nian!"

"I told you so. Miss Chun and President Shen are childhood sweethearts. How could she like Nan Yunting and lower herself to compete with a little celebrity?"

"And you still say that he is pestering her, pestering Nan Yunting? He is leaving Shen Lingzhou behind and pestering the second-generation rich kid who plays with young models and celebrities?"

There were a few occasional sneers at the table.

"Isn't the girl next to Nan Yunting the little star he holds in his arms?"

"It's common to see rich second-generations keeping mistresses, but it's rare to see a shawl worth more than 10 million. You don't think he spent this much money to buy it for his mistress, do you?"

"In the final analysis, these little stars who rely on money to become famous are just playthings for the rich. They can't even be considered as acting on the spur of the moment."

Everyone looked at Bai Zhilan, with eyes full of scrutiny.

The hierarchy in the circle of the rich and powerful is displayed vividly here.

The Nan family is a wealthy family, but they cannot compare with the powerful and wealthy, not to mention that the other party is the Shen family.

Bai Zhilan's smile was stiff, and hatred spread in her heart.

Chun Nianren was clearly no match for him, and he could turn around and float back to Shen Lingzhou, so his best choice was only Nan Yunting.

I can't lose him now, otherwise in the entertainment industry where people flatter the powerful and bully the weak, those who are jealous of me will not let me go.

Bai Zhixi lowered her eyes, avoiding everyone's gaze, including hers, with a look of pride in her eyes.

There was applause in the venue, and I don’t know whether it was for Li Zhiying’s more than 10 million or for the good show in front of them.

The auction process continued, but Chun Nianren had not found any item he liked, so he told the organizer directly and donated 20 million to the foundation.

Bai Zhilan looked jealously at Chun Nianren who was standing proudly beside Shen Lingzhou.

Even the back of that woman is dazzling enough.

This charity banquet depends half on Shen Lingzhou's mood and half on giving face to Chun Nian.

Nan Yunting narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking of Chun Nianren's performance yesterday and the blocked contact information.

Didn't she betray Shen Lingzhou for her own sake? Was he really too cold to her?

Chun Nianren felt two strong gazes behind her, and a teasing smile appeared in her beautiful eyes.

She took the red wine handed to her by Li Zhiying and drank it in one gulp.

You two, can't you handle this? I have another great gift for you.

……

The night wind blew in from the river, bringing the coolness of the night water into the car window.

Chun Nianren felt a headache when he saw that Shen Lingzhou's index had not risen for two days. If this were a world of abusive literature, he would have reached the pinnacle long ago.

"Take a rest first?" Shen Lingzhou held Chun Nianren's slender waist with one hand, letting her lean on him softly, and comforted her.

"We'll be home soon."

Chun Nianren hummed softly, then leaned over and rested her head on his legs, her hair disheveled and her breathing unsteady.

A few strands of hair fell on the slightly red corners of her closed eyes, adding a rare charm.

She frowned in distress, her slightly red fingertips pressing on her forehead. As she raised her hand, the diamond chain revealed a blush on her neck and shoulders, and underneath the blush was an extremely cold and white desire.

Shen Lingzhou's breathing tightened, and his voice became hoarse: "Nian Nian..."

will you marry me?

At the dinner, Chun Nianren mentioned the idea of ​​designing wedding dresses in the future, and he listened to it.

I was surprised that Chun Nianren had this idea, but I was hesitant about her true attitude.

These days, Nian Nian's closeness made him feel like he was in a dream, so he was extremely cautious, fearing that his anxiety and abruptness would make her uncomfortable.

Chun Nianren opened her eyes hazily, her vision was blurred, and gradually fixed on Shen Lingzhou's face.

"Shen Lingzhou."

She seemed to be really drunk, laughing as she recited.

"Shen Lingzhou"

"Ah."

Shen Lingzhou smelled the overly strong smell of alcohol in the air, and thought about how Nian Nian later threw him aside and had a good chat with Li Zhiying.

The two of them didn't know how much wine they drank. In the end, Li Zhining had to take Li Zhiying away, otherwise they could have found a place to continue drinking after the banquet.

Chun Nianren raised her hand to cover her eyes. Shen Lingzhou remained calm. She reached out her slender hand and circled Shen Lingzhou's neck.

"Nian Nian." Shen Lingzhou's expression changed slightly. He raised his hand to hold her slender wrist and gently stopped her, "You are drunk."

"I didn't!" Chun Nianren opened his hazy drunken eyes, "Let's get married!"

Let’s get married.

Every word struck Shen Lingzhou's heart, and Shen Lingzhou looked at her steadily.

My heart was beating fast and furious, but I just thought it was just her drunken talk.