Rebirth of a Spoiled Darling: Bloodstained Lord Huo's Billion-Dollar Dowry Proposal

I never expected it to be such a young man.

It's no wonder the two of them were amazed.

After all, neither of them were nameless or unknown people.

In a way, they are also second-generation rich kids from a large family.

After going through countless tests, I'm only fit to be a watchdog here.

After Meng Shu went inside.

He declined to go to the private room and instead wandered around by himself.

The road leading to the auction hall is very similar to a night market, with many vendors setting up stalls on both sides.

Don't underestimate these vendors; they are no ordinary people.

After all, those who can enter "heaven" are either rich or noble.

The items they possessed were naturally high-end goods.

However, Meng Shu's destination was not the auction hall.

Instead, they had already identified a small vendor.

The stall owner was an elderly woman in her sixties, dressed in a traditional Chinese suit.

He looked ordinary, but his eyes were bright and clear, unlike what one would expect from a sixty-year-old.

"Sir, where is what I asked for?" Meng Shu asked bluntly.

The old lady smiled.

He picked up a golden unicorn doll from the stall and handed it to Meng Shu, saying, "This golden unicorn suits you very well."

Meng Shu took it, her brows furrowing slightly.

Is this the precious item that Master asked me to bring?

But on the surface, there's nothing special about it.

However, Master actually said it.

She naturally obeyed her master's orders.

She looked up, her tone icy, "How much?"

The old lady waved her hand, her smile kind.

“Miss, that’s impossible. This item originally belonged to you. I’m simply returning it to its rightful owner.”

"Thank you." Meng Shu did not refuse and put the Qilin doll into her pocket.

After putting the doll away, Meng Shu thought for a moment.

He took out a blue and white porcelain bottle from the canvas bag he carried with him and placed it on the stall.

She put her things down, turned around, and left.

A middle-aged man selling calligraphy and paintings nearby noticed the unique oracle bone script markings on the celadon vase.

His eyes lit up, his face flushed, and his whole body trembled.

He had heard from his ancestors that this was a sacred medicine from ancient doctors, and it was priceless.

He wanted to chase after the young man who had just been disguised as Meng Shu, but he had already disappeared without a trace.

They could only turn their attention to the old lady.

"Old man, name your price, I'm willing to pay you whatever it is!"

The old lady stroked the oracle bone script pattern for a long time.

Only then did he slowly put the medicine bottle away.

"Not for sale! Not for sale! I won't sell it for any price!"

Having completed his mission, Meng Shu naturally wouldn't linger.

After coming out, Meng Shu glanced at the car that Grandpa Huo had given him, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Maple Red Mountain is a landscape of towering peaks and winding rivers.

It was the dead of night, and there were few people around.

The streamlined body cuts through the silent night.

Like a sharp sword being drawn from its sheath, it sends chills down one's spine.

Meng Shu, however, really enjoyed the thrill of speed and passion.

Suddenly, a blinding white light flashed in front of us.

Meng Shu stepped on the brakes.

The speeding sports car came to a stop with lightning speed.

A car was parked crookedly not far ahead.

Meng Shu frowned and tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel a few times.

The car in front still showed no sign of leaving.

Meng Shu got up and got out of the car.

After getting off the car.

Meng Shu approached the car.

Pagani Zonda Roadster FC12S7.

However, it was already badly damaged.

Just then, the sound of an engine starting up suddenly came from not far away.

Judging from the trajectory, the car crashed into the Pagani sports car.

Fortunately, she had good eyesight, otherwise she might have been in trouble too.

The car had already driven far away; the most urgent task was to save lives.

Meng Shu walked over.

A man lay slumped in the driver's seat, covered in blood.