Rich family game, sky-high price young mistress!

Chapter 92 His gaffe! "$three hundred thousand!" ($30)

"$five hundred thousand!" ($50)

"$one million!" ($100 million)

"$two million!"

Everyone sitting in the auditorium began to shout prices, and the prices were relatively deceptive.

Listening to the hostess' translation, Mo Wan felt a burst of admiration in her heart. It's just a simple oil painting, and the price can be so high.

"200 million US dollars, is there anyone else to bid..." Zuo Lan smiled, glanced across the audience, and said; "200 million once..."

Everyone in the audience below was whispering to each other, but no one made any more bids.

Mo Wan glanced at the oil painting, and her eyes were also moving in the banquet hall. At this moment, an unusually low voice came into her ears; "Bid!"

Startled, she turned around, Pei Yihuan's deep eyes were on her body, it was obvious that the words were addressed to her.

She originally didn't want to pay attention to him, but the guilt surged up in her heart, but she couldn't make herself remain indifferent; "How much?"

"500 million..." His thin lips moved, and he said coldly.

500 million... Mo Wan immediately froze in place, feeling an indescribable feeling fermenting in his heart. It turned out that this was throwing a lot of money for the one he loved.

Seeing that she was speechless, Pei Yihuan's eyes shot over again coldly; "Speak."

Pulling back her thoughts, she looked at him; "Is that in English, or in Chinese?"

"Are you provoking my patience?" His deep and cold voice was full of impatience.

If eyes can kill people, Mo Wan felt that she had already been killed by his eyes, she bit her lips, and said directly; "Say hello in advance, my English is not good at all , if you lose someone in a while, don't blame me!"

"Two million times..." Zuo Lan was still smiling all over her face. Her smile was very charming, with a kind of openness and enthusiasm that belonged to Western women.

He stared at her more and more coldly, turned around, and Mo Wan took a deep breath; "$fivemillion!" ($500 million)

After the words fell, almost everyone in the audience became excited, and some people even looked over and gave her a thumbs up in admiration; "good!"

Mo Wan responded with an unnatural smile, only she knew how unnatural her words were.

Zuo Lan on the stage was also obviously a little shocked, smiling and applauding, while admiring in a low voice; "Ugh——"

Unsurprisingly, "Sunflower" was sold at a high price of $500 million.

"Okay, let's invite the winner of "Sunflower" now, Ms. Mo."

The host's voice came from the stage, and Mo Wan stayed where she was in a daze, looking at Pei Yihuan instinctively; "I...let me go on stage."

"En." Pei Yihuan just responded indifferently, without intending to get up at all.

She had to remind again; "It's you, not me, who was asked to take the stage!"

"It was Miss Mo who reported on the stage, not Mr. Pei." He responded coldly.

"You—" Mo Wan was a little annoyed; "You use me!"

Hearing this, his thin lips curled up coldly; "You will have to pay for your...forced marriage."

She gritted her gums fiercely, raised her eyebrows, and said provocatively; "Does that also mean that the ultimate owner of this painting is also Miss Mo?"

"What do you think?" Pei Yihuan frowned impatiently with his straight brows, staring at Mo Wan with those leopard-like eyes.

At this time, the urging voice from the stage came again; "Miss Mo, Miss Mo, who is Miss Mo?"

Hearing this, Mo Wan didn't say another word, but walked towards the stage with a single step.

Standing on the stage, receiving everyone's gaze, she felt a little uncomfortable, even her body was stiff.

At this time, Zuo Lan walked over with the work, first gave a warm hug, and then handed the painting to Mo Wan; "Thank you very much, Miss Mo, for your generosity, and you are very beautiful, please publish A few words."

As she got closer, Mo Wan realized that Zuo Lan was even more beautiful. The skin on her cheeks was like porcelain jade. The confident and charming light emitted from her body almost burned her eyes. Even the fragrance emitted from her body was so beautiful. It smells good, faint, light, like the fragrance of lotus...

Withdrawing her thoughts of running away, she tried her best to suppress the tension in her heart, closed her eyes, and said directly: "Miss Zuo and I have the same heart."

After the words fell, she quickly walked off the stage, her heart still beating "thumping".

Back on the seat, Mo Wan stretched out his hand and handed the painting directly to Pei Yihuan; "Here."

Without words, Pei Yihuan just took the painting indifferently, and gently stroked it with his slender fingers, touching it gently, like a lover.

After just two glances, Mo Wan looked away dimly...

The second auctioned piece is "Peony Picture", with bright colors, some deep red, some light red, and the flowers are huge and bright. The auction price is 500 million US dollars, and the winner is still Mo Wan.

The third piece at the auction is "Landscape Picture", with mountains, water, bamboo leaves, lush mountains, turquoise water, and emerald green bamboo leaves, which is pleasing to the eye and cheerful. The final transaction price is 600 million For the U.S. dollar, it is still Mo Wan who came to power.

The fourth piece is "Pavilion", a wooden pavilion, green creepers coiled around one side of the pavilion, a girl lying on the pavilion and looking up, it was sold at a price of 800 million, and it was Mo Wan who appeared in the eyes of everyone .

The fifth piece is "Grey Space". The whole painting is based on gray tone, abstract painting method, and dark gray paint, which makes people feel dull.

This time everyone looked at Mo Wan expectantly, and as expected, she finally offered 1000 million yuan to win.

Everyone looked at her with envious smiles, it was really a big deal, and it seemed that she liked Zuo Lan's works very much.

The sixth picture is "Zuo Lan". Her black hair is rolled up, revealing her white and graceful neck, and she is wearing a white wedding dress. The long mermaid skirt makes her figure more youthful , beautiful, charming and confident, this painting presents all her beauty in it, which is fascinating.

The auction officially started. Perhaps because heroes have loved beauties since ancient times, the starting price and price increase of this painting are much higher than those of those paintings.

"800 million." A foreigner made an offer.

Since the starting price was a bit too high, no one bid.

Pei Yihuan glanced at Mo Wan, his voice was low and only the two of them could hear; "1000 million."

Glancing at him twice, Mo Wan followed his words and bid loudly; "1000 million!"

But the American didn't give up, and was still bidding; "200 million!"

"Five million!" Mo Wan glanced at Pei Yihuan's gesture.

"800 million!" The Americans seemed to be getting more aggressive, and continued to bid again.

This time, Pei Yihuan directly wrote the amount on the sign and put it in Mo Wan's hand. Before she could recover, an excited and excited voice came from the stage; "Twenty-five million! Miss Mo paid two thousand!" 500 million, is there anyone who will continue to bid?"

There was silence in the audience, even Mo Wan was stunned in place like a stone.

Twenty-five million... twenty-five million... He actually paid such a sky-high price!

Putting the painting in Mo Wan's hand, Zuo Lan smiled and pressed his cheek against Mo Wan's cheek; "My dear, thank you very much, thank you for having the same heart as me."

Holding Mo Wan with one hand, Zuo Lan smiled lightly and looked at the audience; "This is the end of today's auction, here, I would like to thank Ms. Mo for her great support to me, and also thank all the friends who were able to attend , I hope you have the most enjoyable time here, goodbye!"

Following the departure of Zuo Lan's figure, everyone in the auditorium got up one after another and walked out of the banquet hall.

There were fewer and fewer people, and in the end, only Pei Yihuan and Mo Wan were left in the huge banquet hall.

Without getting up, Pei Yihuan sat on the sofa, his deep eyes still fell on the painting of Zuo Lan wearing a white wedding dress.

After a while, he got up and walked out of the banquet hall, Mo Wan hurriedly followed, and the driver moved all six paintings to the car, and then left.

Quietly, Mo Wan looked at his back from behind, giving people a feeling of dullness, depression and loneliness, making people breathless.

Although she didn't know what kind of story happened between him and Zuo Lan, she had never seen him like this before!

In my impression, he has always been noble, arrogant, and indifferent, but he has never been so lonely and decadent like now.

She always felt that he shouldn't be like this. She didn't know if it was because of the guilt she felt towards him in her heart, or because of some other reason. She wanted to comfort him inexplicably.

Biting her lip, when her eyes accidentally caught sight of the shirt in her hand, her heart moved and she stepped forward to stop him.

Lifting his eyes slightly, Pei Yihuan glanced at her with cold eyes, his thin lips twitched; "Go away!"

"Don't go away!" She lowered her head, reached out and took out the shirt, a little awkward and embarrassed; "I bought this shirt yesterday, and it's for...for you ..."

Pei Yihuan looked at her coldly, as if hearing a ridiculous joke; "Are you sure you woke up?"

"I haven't slept all this time, so I'm naturally sober!" She gritted her teeth and said with all the courage in her body; "It's true that I did something wrong! This shirt may be nothing in your eyes , but it contains my apology, so I hope you can accept it."

"What kind of trick is this?" Pei Yihuan still looked at her indifferently and ironically.

Looking up, Mo Wan looked at him a little blankly...

"A bitter trick?" His thin lips let out disdainful words; "Do you think I'll let you fall for it?"

Hearing this, Mo Wan hurriedly defended himself; "I didn't, I really didn't!"

Pei Yihuan's eyes were full of cold sarcasm, and when he turned his eyes, when he accidentally saw the back of the slender woman in a suit from the corner of his eye, his eyes suddenly narrowed, as if a huge sea was rising in his eyes, there was no Ignoring Mo Wan again, with a movement of footsteps, his slender body ran directly towards the figure.

And Mo Wan lowered her head, and when she was about to speak, she didn't expect a strong force to hit her body. She was hit hard and fell to the ground, and the shirt in her hand also slipped to the ground.

There was a burning pain in her knee, she gasped and raised her head, but she could only see Pei Yihuan madly chasing after a figure.

That figure was wearing a black suit, simple, stylish, and generous. If it wasn't Zuo Lan, who could it be?

Just now, she actually thought of comforting him. It seems that she is really overconfident!

There was a mocking smile on his cheeks, and Mo Wan put his hands on the ground, gasping for air, while propping up his fallen body.

Her eyes fell on the dust-stained shirt that fell aside. Mo Wan couldn't tell what it was like. Dragging her painful legs, she slowly picked up the shirt, and then patted the dust on it one by one. Go, put it in the box again.

At this time, the sky was already dark, night fell, and the night sky was full of stars.

Standing on the street, dragging her painful legs, she was a little helpless and at a loss.

After deliberating and thinking for a long time, she mustered up the courage to stop a passerby, and asked the way back to the hotel in awkward and unnatural English.

But unfortunately, the passer-by who stopped him turned out to be a Japanese. He didn't know anything about English, so he shrugged his shoulders helplessly and left.

She frowned, a little helpless, and wanted to find a place to sit down first, and make plans after the pain in her knees dissipated.

However, when she moved her foot, she accidentally stepped on the foot of the person behind her, and quickly apologized; "sorry, i'msorry! i, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, you can speak Chinese, and I can still understand a few sentences."

Although her Chinese was awkward and awkward, Mo Wan looked excited and happy. Turning around, she saw a foreign man in his 30s standing behind her.

"That's great! Can you tell me how to get back to the water villa?" A bright and friendly smile rose on her cheek.

"Of course!" The foreign man's eyes moved, and when he saw her face, a malicious look flashed across...

Thank you dear gift, this chapter has [-] words, and I still have [-] words. I really have a fever, and I am top-heavy, but I still strive for the size. Dear friends, it may be late, but there will still be, love you, flash people up................................................