Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Looking at the phone screen, Meng Qiqi chuckled.

It seems that Fu Chenzhou has been completely hooked by her.

And Su Wanwan, the woman who tried to get to the top by using her substitute identity, was destined to be disappointed.

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As night falls, the auction venue in the city center is brightly lit.

Meng Qiqi walked into the venue gracefully, wearing a burgundy velvet long dress and a jade bracelet left by her mother.

A priceless antique necklace will appear at today's auction, and this necklace is the key prop used by the heroine in the original novel to approach Fu Chenzhou.

"Ms. Meng, long time no see." A gentle male voice came from behind.

Meng Qiqi turned around and saw Lu Chen wearing a black suit and holding a bidding card in his hand.

"Is Mr. Lu also interested in antiques?" Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's just a pretense of elegance. But Miss Meng, I heard that the Meng family has a rich collection?"

As the two were talking, Fu Chenzhou walked in surrounded by bodyguards.

He glanced at Meng Qiqi, his eyes darkened, and walked straight to the VIP box.

Su Wanwan followed behind him, wearing a light blue dress. Her timid appearance was in stark contrast to Meng Qiqi's bright look.

The auction began, and one treasure after another was sold at a sky-high price.

Finally, the antique necklace appeared.

The host's passionate voice echoed throughout the venue: "This is a 19th-century European royal heirloom. The starting price is 30 million!"

“30 million!”

“Thirty-five million!”

The sounds of bidding rang out one after another.

Meng Qiqi noticed that Su Wanwan was holding Fu Chenzhou's sleeves tightly, her eyes full of desire.

"Fifty million!" Fu Chenzhou's voice came from the VIP box.

The whole place fell silent.

Meng Qiqi raised her bidding card and smiled, "Sixty million."

Su Wanwan's face turned pale in an instant.

Fu Chenzhou looked at the bright and charming Meng Qiqi in the audience, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Six hundred million."

There was an uproar.

This price far exceeds the value of the necklace itself.

Meng Qiqi raised her eyebrows and put down her bidding card: "Mr. Fu is indeed very wealthy. I admit defeat."

After the auction ended, Meng Qiqi was about to leave but was stopped by Fu Chenzhou.

He held the brocade box containing the necklace in his hand, his eyes burning: "Want it?"

"Mr. Fu, you're joking. I can't afford 600 million." Meng Qiqi turned to leave, but he grabbed her wrist.

"But you're worth it." Fu Chenzhou put the necklace around her neck, the cold diamonds against her skin, "This necklace is only worthy of you."

Su Wanwan stood not far away, watching this scene, her nails almost digging into her palms.

Her carefully designed plan was once again ruined by Meng Qiqi.

"Mr. Fu, this is against the rules." Meng Qiqi wanted to take off the necklace, but Fu Chenzhou held her hand.

"You are the rule here." Fu Chenzhou leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Meng Qiqi, don't hide."

In the distance, Lu Chen and Jiang Xu watched this scene with different expressions in their eyes.

Lu Chen seemed to be thinking about something, while Jiang Xu frowned.

And Su Wanwan had quietly left the venue.

After returning home, Meng Qiqi looked at the necklace in the mirror and a smile appeared on her lips.

This auction not only disrupted Su Wanwan's plans, but also made Fu Chenzhou fall completely for her.

And she will make this stand-in farce even more exciting.

The phone vibrated. It was a message from Lu Chen: "There's a private art exhibition tomorrow. Do you want to go together?"

Meng Qiqi replied: "Okay, I just want to change my mood."

Oh, look, a new battlefield is about to open.

the next day.

The autumn sun shines through the gallery's glass skylight, casting dappled light and shadows on the paintings.

Meng Qiqi, wearing an off-white knitted dress and nude high heels, stood elegantly in front of an abstract painting.

Lu Chen, who was standing beside her, was wearing a light grey suit. His slender fingers rested lightly on the picture frame as he explained the story behind the painting to her.

"This painting uses surrealist techniques..." Lu Chen's voice was gentle and low, but was suddenly interrupted by the sound of crisp footsteps.

Meng Qiqi raised the corners of her lips slightly - she had expected that Su Wanwan would "meet by chance".

Sure enough, a cry of surprise came from the corner: "Mr. Lu?"

Su Wanwan was wearing a light pink dress and walking quickly with a sketchbook in her arms. There were a few golden ginkgo leaves on the ends of her hair.

She seemed to have just noticed Meng Qiqi, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled timidly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know Mr. Lu had an appointment..."

"It's okay." Lu Chen nodded politely, but his eyes were always on Meng Qiqi. "Miss Su also likes art?"

Su Wanwan nodded quickly, her cheeks flushed: "I'm learning to paint..."

As she spoke, she carefully opened the sketchbook and asked, "Mr. Lu, can you help me look at this painting?"

There was a portrait on the paper. The lines were childish, but it was not difficult to tell that the portrait was of Lu Chen.

Meng Qiqi raised an eyebrow with interest, watching Su Wanwan use her usual "weak little white flower" routine.

But this time, Lu Chen was too lazy to even give a perfunctory response.

"It's a nice painting." He glanced at it perfunctorily and turned to Meng Qiqi, "Qiqi, what do you think of that Impressionist water lily?"

Su Wanwan's face turned pale in an instant, and the fingers holding the sketchbook trembled slightly.

Meng Qiqi suppressed her laughter and said, "The use of colors is very delicate, but it lacks a bit of spirit."

As she spoke, she deliberately looked at Su Wanwan, "It's like some paintings, they only have the appearance but no soul."

The atmosphere in the gallery froze instantly.

Su Wanwan bit her lip, her eyes quickly turning red: "I'm sorry for disturbing you..." When she turned around, she accidentally bumped into the display stand beside her, and several paintings fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" Lu Chen instinctively reached out to help, but Meng Qiqi got there first.

She held onto the display stand and said with concern, "Ms. Su, the paintings here are very valuable. If they are damaged..."

"I'm sorry!" Su Wanwan apologized hurriedly, tears streaming down her face. "I will compensate you..."

At this time, the gallery manager hurried over.

Meng Qiqi winked at the manager subtly - she had already arranged everything before coming.

"Ms. Su, these paintings are limited editions," the manager said sternly. "Even if we pay the lowest price, it will still cost half a million."

Su Wanwan's face turned pale in an instant: "I... I don't have that much money..."

She looked at Lu Chen helplessly, but found that he was frowning and looking at his phone, with no intention of helping at all.

Meng Qiqi spoke at the right time: "Forget it, it's all a misunderstanding. Miss Su, just be more careful in the future."

As she spoke, she took out her checkbook, wrote down a number, and handed it to the manager. "This is just a small amount of money to make a friend."

Su Wanwan bit her lip, whispered "thank you", turned around and ran out.

Lu Chen looked at Meng Qiqi's back, with a hint of admiration in his eyes: "You are kind-hearted."

"It's just a small favor." Meng Qiqi shrugged. "Compared to some people who like to scam people, I prefer a simpler relationship."

Walking out of the gallery, the setting sun stretched their shadows very long.

Lu Chen suddenly said: "There is a charity dinner next week, do you want to be my female companion?"

Meng Qiqi raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you afraid of being photographed by reporters and having a scandal?"

"If it's with you, I don't mind." Lu Chen's eyes were sincere, but it made Meng Qiqi's heart alarm bells ring.

Sometimes, in this world, feelings are the most dangerous things.

"Let's talk about it later." She smiled perfunctorily and turned to walk towards the nanny car.

The phone vibrated at the right moment. It was a message from Fu Chenzhou: "I heard someone saved a beautiful girl in the gallery?"

Meng Qiqi replied: "Mr. Fu is well-informed."

I received a reply quickly: "See you tonight at 8 o'clock, at the usual place. Don't keep me waiting too long."

Looking at the phone screen, Meng Qiqi chuckled.

Fu Chenzhou's possessiveness has been fully aroused, and Su Wanwan is probably going crazy.

She was becoming more and more adept at this substitute game.

——Night Lounge.

The neon lights cast ambiguous spots of light on the frosted glass of the Night Lounge.

When Meng Qiqi pushed open the carved wooden door of the VIP box, the air-conditioned air, carrying the scent of cedar and whiskey, blew in her face.

The six men were either leaning or sitting, and the black leather sofa made their faces look even more cold and refined, like a carefully posed male model poster.

"Miss Meng has finally given me the honor." Fu Chenzhou stood up with a glass of whiskey, the collar of his suit slightly open, revealing his collarbone faintly visible.

Behind him, Jiang Xu paused as he twirled his cigar, his gold-rimmed glasses gleaming coldly in the dim light.

Xu Mingyuan, a rising star in the business world, leaned lazily on the armrest of the sofa, playing with playing cards with his fingertips.

E-sports star Zhou Lin tugged at the collar of his sweatshirt and swallowed a mouthful of beer with his Adam's apple rolling.

Pianist Ji Nange's slender fingers rested on the rim of the crystal glass, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the wall of the glass.

Even the usually aloof surgeon Gu Nanzhou took off his mask and looked at her without hesitation.

Meng Qiqi took a deep breath, and her high heels made a crisp sound as they stepped on the marble floor.

These people were all the male protagonists who surrounded the female protagonist in the original novel. Now they were all staring at her, like lambs who had strayed into a pack of wolves.

"Mr. Fu, you're so busy that I almost thought I was at a male model audition." She smiled and pulled open the leather chair. When her skirt swept across Fu Chenzhou's knees, the man reached out and pressed the back of her chair, pushing it forward half an inch.

"I heard that Miss Meng has been very fond of showing off recently?" Jiang Xu exhaled a puff of smoke, and the smoke blurred the inquiry in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Mingyuan suddenly threw out his playing cards, and the Ace of Hearts landed precisely next to Meng Qiqi's hand: "The casino has just opened a VIP room. Do you dare to bet with me?"

Meng Qiqi ran her fingertips across the cards and suddenly laughed out loud: "A few grown men ganged up on me, a weak woman?"

She blinked deliberately, and saw Zhou Lin's ears turned red out of the corner of her eye. Gu Nanzhou turned his face away and coughed twice.

Ji Nange's slender fingers tapped out a rhythm on the piano-shaped table: "How about playing Truth or Dare? The loser answers everyone's questions."

There was a brief silence in the box.

Meng Qiqi spun the ice cubes in her wine glass, and suddenly remembered the scene in the original novel where a group of people played games around the heroine.

At that time, they only had eyes for that "little white flower", but now they are on the verge of a fight over her.

"Okay." She tilted her head back and drank the champagne in the glass. The moment the bubbles burst on her tongue, she met Fu Chenzhou's murky eyes. "But the loser has to agree to one condition of mine."

The dice clattered in the crystal cup.

When the points froze, Zhou Lin slapped the sofa in annoyance: "It's me again!" He pulled the hood of his sweatshirt, revealing his red ears.

"First question." Meng Qiqi propped up her chin, "If Su Wanwan and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?"

The atmosphere in the box froze instantly, and the other five pairs of eyes looked at Zhou Lin in unison.

The esports god scratched his hair, his ears red as blood dripped from his lips. "I, I'm sure..."

Before he could finish his words, Fu Chenzhou suddenly placed the wine glass heavily on the coffee table, and the sound of the ice cubes hitting the glass was crisp and harsh.

Meng Qiqi smiled secretly in her heart.

These men didn't know it yet, but she had already figured out their weaknesses.

This game is just another slap in the face for Su Wanwan - after all, no one would like their "exclusive male protagonist" to have someone else in his heart.

The phone vibrated in the bag.

Lu Chen sent a message: "I heard you were dancing with the wolves? Call me anytime if you need help."

When Meng Qiqi lowered her head to type, she didn't notice that Fu Chenzhou's eyes were staring at her phone screen with an increasingly dangerous look.

The neon lights outside the window were still flashing, but the smell of gunpowder in the box was getting stronger.

Meng Qiqi picked up the refilled glass of champagne and suddenly looked forward to Su Wanwan's expression when she learned of this scene.