After a flash marriage, I found out that my husband is a billionaire

"Isn't that the woman who just poured wine on Miss Ye's head?"

"Who is she? Am I out of date or what? Why can't I remember there is such a person in the capital?!"

"1000 million? Even if the workmanship and materials of this dress are of the highest quality, and it carries the name of Master Ye, 1000 million... has already exceeded the original value of this dress."

"Isn't it? She's quite generous. Who is she?"

There was talk everywhere.

Suddenly, someone noticed Ye Tingshen sitting next to her, "Look, that seems to be Young Master Ye!"

She actually sat with Young Master Ye...

"Ah, I remember now. Look, is she the young woman holding the portrait at Mr. Ye's funeral?"

After this reminder, many people gradually remembered.

"Seems to be……"

"What do you mean? It is!"

"She's a member of the Ye family? Why haven't I seen her before? Who is she to the Ye family?"

There were countless questions and everyone present was very curious.

But there is one thing that everyone agrees on:

"She was able to hold Mr. Ye's portrait at his funeral. I'm afraid she is not an ordinary person!"

"Yes, even Young Master Ye didn't hold up his portrait. Does that mean that her status in the Ye family is even higher than Young Master Ye's..."

This speculation made everyone more curious about the young woman with license plate number "112".

And this is obviously what Ye Siyan doesn't want to see.

She just used this dress to lure Su Ran to stay.

But she didn't expect... that she would become the focus of everyone so easily!

Ye Siyan clenched her fists.

1000?

Can Su Ran come up with 10 million?

Glancing at Su Ran, who was on high alert and whose attention was focused on the dress on the stage, Ye Siyan looked in a certain direction.

Then, someone seemed to receive her signal and raised the sign in his hand.

At the same time, in a corner of the venue, someone was holding up a sign.

"Number 77, hold up the sign, one thousand and..."

Before the auctioneer could finish, he was interrupted by a voice, "I'll bid 15 million!"

Fifteen million!

Everyone looked over, even Ye Siyan showed a look of surprise.

This No. 77 was not the person she arranged to bid against Su Ran.

And this number 77...

The woman was wearing a white shirt and a black skirt, with long hair draped over her shoulders under a beret. Although she was wearing sunglasses, the contours of her face were particularly superior under the sunglasses.

Su Ran recognized her at a glance.

"It's her!" Su Ran murmured.

She didn't expect that she would also participate in the bidding!

"Fifteen million! This lady is offering fifteen million. It's a very high price..."

The auctioneer's voice seemed to wake Su Ran up.

At this moment, she had only one thought in her mind: to get her grandfather's dress back...

Without hesitation, Su Ran raised the sign again.

"Ah, number 112 has raised her bid again. It seems that this lady really likes this dress. Number 112 bids 112 million..."

"Number 77 raises his hand again and bids..."

"I offer 20 million!"

The woman's voice rang out. When she said "fifteen million" just now, everyone's attention was focused on her appearance.

This time, she spoke out loud, and everyone noticed her voice.

That voice... was hoarse and even a little unpleasant.

But that voice made Ye Tingshen's heart suddenly ache. Even though she was wearing sunglasses, he recognized her at a glance!

When he saw her for the first time, Ye Ting was shocked beyond words.

In the past two days, he had been looking for the woman who appeared in the cemetery, but he didn't expect to see her here today.

And when he saw her, he was sure it was her!

And her voice...

How could this be?

Ye Tingshen suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

But at this time, no one noticed his abnormality.

Su Ran's whole mind was on his grandfather's suit.

The lady offered 20 million in a firm and forceful tone.

But Su Ran was equally determined in her heart: she wanted to get her grandfather's dress back!

Only in her hands will she feel at ease!

Su Ran raised the sign again, "I bid twenty-five million!"

She actually added another five million!

The auctioneer was about to announce the price when he was surprised.

The lady with card number 77 raised her card again, "30 million..."

Thirty million...

Su Ran didn't expect that she would be so persistent.

But she still didn't hesitate, "Forty million."

"Fifty million……"

"Sixty million!"

Before the auctioneer even got involved, there were only two people left bidding.

One voice fell, and another followed.

Everyone looked at the two of them, and for a moment they all looked at the dress on the stage suspiciously, as if they were wondering if their vision was wrong.

It was not an ordinary dress, but a rare antique treasure.

Soon, the price was raised to 120 million.

At this moment, they were no longer looking at the dress on the stage, but at the two people bidding. This time, everyone had a scrutinizing look in their eyes.

The lady with number 112, who was sitting next to Young Master Ye, was able to make such a generous bid. It seemed that she was undoubtedly an important figure in the Ye family.

But what about the lady with number 77?

She sat in the corner.

Someone noticed that she didn't even look up during the entire bidding process.

It seemed that in her eyes, 120 million was just a small amount of money, and she wouldn't even blink an eye.

Who is she?

This question lingered in Su Ran's mind for a long time.

She wanted this dress because it belonged to her grandfather. No matter how high the price was, she would get it back. It would all be worth it.

but……

Why is she so obsessed with this dress?

Su Ran couldn't guess.

One hundred and twenty million...

The balance on her card was just enough to pay.

but……

In the silent air, the hoarse voice sounded again:

"One hundred and fifty million!"

Su Ran's heart tightened.

If she continues like this, she might lose her grandfather's dress!

"Three hundred million!"

Suddenly there was a sound, like a bomb exploding.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, as if they were doubting whether they had just heard it wrong.

Even the auctioneer on the stage was distracted for a moment, but she quickly reacted and her eyes quickly locked onto the person holding the sign below the stage.

"Excuse me, sir, how much did you bid just now?" the auctioneer wanted to confirm.

"Three hundred million!"

The voice came again.

This time, everyone present heard it clearly.

They heard it right, it was 300 million!

But, 300 million...

Who is so generous?

For a moment, everyone looked at the person who spoke.

In the sight, the man was wearing a black custom-made suit, with his legs crossed in a somewhat unruly manner, but his brows were still dignified.

This person...

"Brother Xiao!"