The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 81 Entering the Huo Family (5)

He took Hilde 1945 to 800 million?

The gesture just compared is 800 million, not 80?
Du Liangchen stayed in the car.

She did have a premonition that the price of this wine would be raised by the two of them, but the price of 800 million was something she could never have expected...

"Who did you say 'he'?" Huo Qirui suddenly stared at Du Liangchen's face and asked, "Do you know that man?"

"Which one? Wasn't there a man shouting 70 just now?"

This kind of words can be heard by him, Du Liangchen simply pretended to be stupid,
"How could I know him? I can't even see him when I sit in the back..."

"You really want to see his appearance?" Huo Qirui's face darkened again.

What kind of logical thinking is this man?Does Joan still need to look at that face?

Even if she hasn't seen him for decades, she can still recognize him at a glance in the vast crowd.

"Does this belong to me now?" Du Liangchen asked while shaking the red wine in his hand and blinking.

Huo Qirui hummed lightly, then leaned on the car seat, closed his eyes and rested.

Did he bring her to the auction just for this bottle of Hilde 1945?
Then I took a bottle of red wine with a market price of 10,000+ to 800 million...

Is this a special gift to her besides financing Du Shi?
So did Qiao An give up when the price was raised to 800 million?

Does this mean that he still has a little stubbornness towards himself that he doesn't want to give up?
Holding the red wine in his hand, Du Liangchen felt that the red wine was heavy from the bottom of his heart.

For a bartender, every top red wine is her closest lover.

Du Liangchen looked carefully at the label on Hilde's bottle, the year is the oldest, and the aroma is the strongest.

It is really satisfying to see such a precious red wine in this life and to own it...

At this time, Huo Qirui leaned on the back seat, half-closed his eyes and watched Du Liangchen's every move.

800 million.

For the sake of an enemy's daughter, he unexpectedly paid 800 million yuan at a random blow...

He had to admit that his calm heart was disturbed by this woman.

I don't know why he just wants to see her innocent smile, to see her at her best...

He kept anesthetizing himself and said that she was different from her father...

She's kind...she's kind...she's innocent.

Joe's Manor.

"Qiao Anjun, do you think this dress looks good with this bag?"

Ito was wearing a cream-colored lotus dress, and he was carrying the LOYER designer bag that was auctioned at the auction that day.

"How did you get in? Get out!"

"I've knocked on the door..." Ito stood there awkwardly and explained in a low voice, Joan didn't even raise his head.

He took a photo of this bag for her, and now he doesn't even bother to look at it.

After Ito closed the door and went out, Joan sat down on the bed, staring at the chandelier in a daze.

800w.He gave up.

It's not that he can't afford it, it's just that he knows that he won't be happy if he takes a picture of Hilde's 800 Good Day for 1945 million...

She said that the real value of a bottle of wine is not its price but the wonderful feeling it brings us.

He remembered what she had said.

So, he gave up...

Fortunately, there is also a "Desert Spring".

He wanted to give her a grand appearance ceremony and completely included her in his life.

I got up and got out of bed, took out a delicate box from the drawer and opened it, the drop-shaped pearl hidden in the round diamond ring was extraordinarily bright...

He took out the necklace and kissed it lightly, saying to himself, "Wait patiently for a few more days, my girl..."

He wants to introduce her to the people around him solemnly, and wants her to bear his surname on her name.

Yunjing Seventh District.

"Are you blind?" Huo Qirui growled while standing in the living room, exuding a cold aura.

In the living room, there were two rows of maids standing neatly, all bowing their heads in unison.

Zhang Ma also stood aside, shaking hands awkwardly, not knowing what to do.

Although Mr. is not gentle enough, it is rare to see him lose his temper with his servants.

"I'm sorry sir...I'm sorry...I'll pay..."

A little maid stood in front of Huo Qirui and kept bowing and apologizing, nervous and flustered.

(End of this chapter)