My Wife Gets More Vicious The More I Spoil Her

Chapter 6: Vague

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Two years ago, at an auction, this set of ‘Spring River Flower Moon Night’ was sold to a mysterious buyer for a staggering 210 million yuan. Unexpectedly, when it was delivered, the two paintings ‘Flower Moon’ and ‘Night’ suddenly disappeared.

The entire series lost two paintings, significantly reducing its value.

In the end, the mysterious buyer canceled the deal. The only remaining ‘Spring River’ in the series ended up in the hands of Xie Guangde, the richest man in B City.

It’s quite unexpected that ‘Flower Moon’ and ‘Night’ have resurfaced after two years.

Lu Haiqiao stared at the scrolling images on the webpage, her eyes filled with determination.

On the other end of the WeChat voice call, Xu Duo had already switched to the auction page and was waiting.

“Interesting, very interesting.”

Lu Haiqiao: “What’s interesting?”

Xu Duo: “I mean the introduction in the details of the auction.”

Lu Haiqiao: “What’s the problem?”

Xu Duo: “Gao Xuan. Master of landscape painting. Unknown gender. Birth year is unknown, and unknown participation record. I say, Miss Lu, why is your introduction so vague?”

Lu Haiqiao: “Keep it concise. It’s not annoying to look at.”

Xu Duo: “…”

It was better not to leak any information at all, but having ‘unknown’ written on everything looked rather ominous.

Xu Duo: “Honestly, I still don’t quite understand why you chose the name ‘Gao Xuan’ back then.”

Lu Haiqiao: “Because of my grandfather.”

Xu Duo and Lu Haiqiao had known each other since elementary school, and while Xu Duo didn’t know everything about her family, she knew a fair bit.

Xu Duo: “But your grandfather’s name is Lu Ye. It doesn’t seem to have any connection with the word ‘Gao Xuan’, right?”

Lu Haiqiao: “But he has another nickname called Ming Jing.”

Xu Duo: “…”

Well, mirror hanging high, the ‘Ming Jing Gao Xuan’1.

It turned out that Miss Lu was such a casual person.

After registering an account on the auction website, Lu Haiqiao paid a deposit of 100,000 yuan as required.

She completed the process right at three o’clock.

‘Flower Moon’ and ‘Night’ were already open for bidding.

Lu Haiqiao glanced at the webpage. The starting bid was 5.5 million, with increments of 500,000.

Who were they looking down on? Starting with such a low bid?

She frowned slightly and thought it didn’t matter; she should resolve it quickly.

Moving the cursor and clicking relentlessly, she confirmed her bid when it reached ten million yuan.

At this moment, a dialog box popped up.

“Your bid is below the current price. You cannot place a bid.”

Lu Haiqiao: ???

She refreshed the webpage and saw the current price.

Twenty-three million.

F*ck!

Which b*stard was looking for trouble and wanted to compete with her?

…

In the men’s washroom of the cafe.

“Achoo…” The impatient b*stard suddenly sneezed.

Zhou Nuo’s voice came through the phone. “What’s wrong, Brother Xuan? Did you catch a cold?”

Xie Xuan sniffed. “I suddenly don’t feel well.”

Zhou Nuo snorted. “Then, you better take care. I heard that only idiots catch a cold in the summer.”

“You’re the idiot,” he yawned, as he had stayed up late playing games last night and didn’t get enough sleep, “Be serious. If someone else grabs it, I’ll twist your head off and use it as a stool!”

Zhou Nuo thought to himself, ‘Brother Xuan is the devil of B City. Even if one dares to eat a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall1, still one would not dare to compete with you.’

But little did he know, this thought had barely crossed his mind when he lazily leaned against his chair and glanced at his computer screen. He was stunned for a few seconds before he suddenly sat up straight, exclaiming, “Brother Xuan, I can’t believe someone is competing with you!”