Forced marriage by a substitute bride? The spoiled son of a prominent Beijing socialite! His whole f

He Yan attended the tasting event because of Ye Qing.

Her principle has always been to ignore clowns unless they deliberately provoke her.

Zhang Qian suddenly felt a sharp gaze on her. She subconsciously looked back and saw He Yan's expression, which was neither a smile nor a frown.

She felt a chill run down her spine for no reason; that look in his eyes was terrifying.

Zhang Qian reassured herself that He Yan shouldn't have heard it.

She returned a fake smile.

At this moment, Ye Qing's assistant brought over a tablet.

He Yan noticed that the items displayed were all from the collections that appeared at today's banquet, while some were blank.

There is a collectors association in Beijing, and Ye Qing is one of its founders.

The association has dedicated personnel who make advance estimates to identify items with collectible value, which they then acquire or collect in advance, ready to sell when the value increases.

This kind of resource exchange is also a form of investment.

He Yan was indeed encountering these things for the first time and was a little curious.

"Mrs. Bo, if you have anything you like, you can buy it. After all, I have too much money."

Bo Siheng whispered something in He Yan's ear.

It has a distinctly obsequious tone.

He Yan couldn't help but chuckle. Looking into Bo Siheng's serious eyes, she didn't refuse.

She looked around and found that some of the items were of average value.

If the price increase is not significant, there is no need to invest.

At this moment, Ye Qing scrolled to the last page and showed it to He Yan.

“Miss He, these are all top-tier collectibles that have never been publicly revealed. Their value is immeasurable. I have also added the rare ‘Qingxi’ perfume to the catalog.”

He Yan looked surprised and asked, "Where did you come from?"

She remembered that Ye Qing had asked her last time if she wanted to acquire it.

“I don’t have it, but Miss He does.”

Ye Qing spoke without the slightest hint of guilt.

She was certain that He Yan still had some, otherwise she wouldn't have given away a bottle so readily last time.

"But I remember I didn't promise you I would help you."

He Yan was speechless.

She felt like she had been tricked by Ye Qing.

“Miss He, I believe that one day you will stand at a higher level, so I want to use the ‘Dawn’ perfume to help you open up a network of connections.”

Ye Qing didn't beat around the bush; instead, he offered He Yan the most direct benefits in exchange.

Bo Siheng kept looking at He Yan, his gaze focused and gentle.

He also guessed that Ye Qing wanted to please her, which was certainly not a losing proposition for a businessman.

However, it all depends on her own decision.

If she doesn't agree, he can find other ways to pave the way for her.

He Yan lowered her eyes, thought about it carefully, and also felt it was feasible.

She needs connections to investigate her master's affairs.

"Okay, I promise you."

Ye Qing's eyes were filled with joy; she knew she had made the right bet.

Meanwhile, others were also looking at the highly valued collectibles on the big screen.

Zhang Qian also saw the perfume, and she immediately grabbed Qi Lihai's hand and acted coquettishly.

"Baby, I heard that you can't buy that brand of perfume even if you have money. Many socialites and heiresses can't get a single bottle. It smells amazing. Can you buy it for me? I'll spray it on you and let you smell it."

Qi Lihai saw that the collector was He Yan.

He was immediately overcome by his competitive spirit and didn't want to lose face in front of his girlfriend.

"He Yan, how much do you want for that perfume? I want it, name your price."

He simply pulled out a blank check, his expression arrogant and cocky.

He Yan frowned and glanced at Qi Lihai.

"Young Master Qi is so generous. If you really want it, I'll give you a discount. Ten million."

"Are you robbing me?! Is this lousy perfume really worth that much?"

Qi Lihai felt that He Yan was deliberately playing a trick on him.

He Yan remained unmoved with a cold expression.

"It's alright if Young Master Qi can't afford it, I'm not really keen on buying it either."

“Collectibles are not defined by the objects themselves, but by the meaning they bring. If Young Master Qi thinks they are not worth it, he can simply give them up.”

Bo Siheng also stepped forward at this moment and stood next to He Yan.

His support for He Yan was evident in the fact that he had already acquired several collectibles in this short period of time.

Qi Lihai felt resentful when he saw that he was outshone by Bo Siheng.

He felt embarrassed, so he raised questions.

"Who says I can't afford it? I haven't even seen the item, how can I know if it's real or fake?"

He felt that He Yan might not have it.

Bo Siheng knew Qi Lihai was brainless, so he curled his lips and negotiated on behalf of He Yan.

"Young Master Qi can see the items, but we need to collect a 20% deposit before we can display them."

He believed that He Yan had the ability, so he would definitely help her.

"Fine, I'll give it to you!"

Qi Lihai immediately took out his phone to transfer the money.

He Yan looked up at Bo Siheng and noticed a cunning glint in his eyes.

She pursed her lips, quite satisfied with his cooperation.

As the notary, Ye Qing immediately had someone bring the receipt and write a note on the spot confirming the deposit payment.

Upon receiving the deposit, He Yan did not hesitate and had someone send over the perfume.

The perfume was packaged in a gift box.

As soon as the box was opened, the entire banquet hall was filled with a pleasant fragrance.

That perfume was made by He Yan by extracting the essence of fifty-six kinds of flowers from the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

These flavors, when combined, allow one to experience the essence of all four seasons simultaneously.

Layer upon layer, yet intertwined.

Before the bottle cap was even opened, the people at the scene were already speechless with shock.

During the conversation, Zhang Qian specifically looked up the brand 'Qingxi'.

This further strengthened her resolve to buy it.

"It's actually quite valuable as a collectible."

Qi Lihai was also shocked, but he felt that he had been deceived by the couple.

"I saw the perfume, but ten million is simply unreasonable."

Ye Qing's eyes widened; she guessed that He Yan would have it.

Surprisingly, she actually had five bottles of the collector's edition!

Moreover, these five bottles are part of a series, and each bottle alone has extremely high collectible value, let alone the whole set.

"Oh my god, this is the unique scent of 'Qingxi'! I've smelled it before."

The wealthy women were also eyeing the perfume.

Even if Qi Lihai doesn't want it, they still have a chance to buy it.

"Young Master Qi, you've already paid a deposit. Even if you don't want the perfume, the deposit is non-refundable."

He Yan kept a composed expression; she was someone who cared a lot about going back on her word.

"Yes, Second Young Master Qi, are you sure you don't want it? If you don't want it, I'll have to make an offer."

Ye Qing immediately chimed in, saying that she would be happy if she could buy a bottle.

But she has to wait for Qi Lihai to give up first.

"Why should I?! I only said I wanted to take a look, I didn't say I had to buy! Give me my deposit back!"

At this moment, Qi Lihai couldn't care less about Zhang Qian's petty temper.

He just couldn't swallow his anger, little did he know that He Yan would actually be able to produce it.

If he actually bought it, his old man would beat him to death.

"Young Master Qi, haven't we discussed a deal? A deposit is not a down payment and cannot be refunded."

Bo Siheng pointed to the ticket in his hand, his smile a perfectly timed mockery.

"Then I don't want it!"

Qi Lihai's face was contorted with rage; he felt like he was about to vomit blood.

Where would he get so much money to buy this bottle of perfume?

“Mrs. Bo, your perfume is indeed very precious, but you shouldn’t be raising the price so arbitrarily. Here’s what we’ll do: I’ll offer you one million, and you can sell me a bottle.”

When a wealthy woman saw him give up, she immediately stepped forward to buy it.

“You’re wrong. I’m not trying to raise the price; this is its rightful value.”

He Yan's expression remained cold and indifferent; she did not budge.

"Ten million is just the price of one bottle."

"Don't you know anything about the market? It's just perfume, not jewelry! You're just greedy for money."

The wealthy woman was very dissatisfied; she felt that spending a million on perfume was already unreasonable.

"Limited edition perfumes should have the highest collectible value."

After saying that, He Yan poured four of the bottles down the drain, leaving only the last one as a rare find.

Ye Qing's heart was bleeding, but there was no reason to stop it.

The others were equally shocked and speechless.

He Yan smiled arrogantly.

"Now, this rare perfume is worth ten million."