Nanhuang never knew how dazzling she was at this moment.

The posture of taking control of everything, the look of longing for sunshine, the look of embracing the future.

At this moment, it stung the eyes of everyone present.

Mo Shatian clenched his fists slightly and relaxed as much as possible, but there was still an uncontrollable look of excitement on his face.

Ye Nanhuang.

Ye Nanhuang.

Ye Nanhuang! !

Willful, flamboyant, domineering, chic and sassy.

After seeing such a woman, he was afraid that he would never be able to look down on another woman again in his life.

Song Chu couldn't help but spit out the word "fuck".

Song Yan sighed and patted Song Chu on the head. "Classmate Ye is really not an ordinary person. Brother, you can appreciate others, but don't take it too seriously. It's not your turn."

Song Chu's mouth twitched and he turned to glare at his sister.

What kind of truth are you talking about?

Bo Shen looked at the woman in front of him in shock.

Five years, they have known each other for five years.

He never knew that his ex-wife would be Master Qinghuang and such an outstanding woman.

Bo Shen simply couldn't think about how he pushed this woman who loved him so much away step by step, and ended up in such a strange situation now.

How could he know that now, every time he sees her, his heart will beat violently.

How dazzling she was, how much he loved her.

However, she is no longer his.

No matter how humble he is, no matter what he says or does, in her eyes, he is probably not even as good as a dog.

Bo Shen's heart ached again.

Why is it so uncomfortable, why does it hurt? Why do you do something you regret so much? ! ! !

Rong Wuye leaned back slightly, with obvious pride and pride on his face.

Just the words "Do you have such a good girlfriend" are written on your face.

Nanhuang lowered his head slightly and met his gaze.

Rong Wuye's eyes were very talkative.

Others may not understand it, but Nanhuang understands it.

"Little one, I won't praise you anymore."

"I'm here, go ahead and do whatever you want, I'll take care of it for you!"

"But you have to tell me, do you understand?!"

His expression was so proud that Nanhuang was embarrassed to look at him.

Nan Tuo, the president of Nanshi, was arrested on the spot. When he was arrested, many students threw mud and weeds at him.

When Nan Tuo was forcibly taken away, he raised his head and glanced at Nan Huang on the stage bitterly.

Nanhuang tilted his head slightly, looking at him with eyes as cold as a deep pool.

Her lips moved slightly but no sound came out.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he said, "Second uncle, you are really a waste."

At this time, Nantuo was shocked, frightened, and struggling as if he had seen a monster! !

Nanhuang! ! This woman, she is Nanhuang! ! ! !

It’s Nanhuang, it’s Nanhuang! !

Nanhuang was resurrected, and Nanhuang took revenge on him!

"Take me away quickly! I want to get out of this hellish place! Take me away quickly!!! Take me away quickly, you can go to jail, take me out of this hellish place!!!"

Mr. Li was taken away.

There were also human demons who appeared in the video, and the man who bullied Xie Wen's three children, etc., were all taken away.

The business community in Country Z has fallen into quite a turmoil.

….

No matter what happened on stage, what happened. This is a painting competition after all.

Gu and other art masters didn't care about this. After the chaos on the field passed a little, Gu asked: "Can I see the painting up close?"

The host was stunned and immediately said: "Gu Gu, please come on stage."

After Gu Gu came to the stage, other art masters were also very itchy and applied to come to the stage to see the paintings.

As a result, seven or eight art masters gathered around Nanhuang and commented one by one.

The masters were about to leave before they had finished. The host stopped Gu, who took the microphone and said: "There is no need to say more about the strength of Master Qinghuang. Even I am ashamed of myself. What's more, there are so many people behind this painting. story."

For art works, the skill of the work itself is very important, and the story behind the work is its added value.

This painting of Nanhuang reveals the true face of a businessman's hypocrisy and saves so many innocent children.

Its value is immeasurable.

The masters got off the stage one by one, and the bidding for Nanhuang's "Purgatory" began.

As soon as the bidding started, Mr. Rong Wu shook his sign.

The host shouted: "Master Rong Wu, five hundred million!!!"

Nanhuang glared at him speechlessly and communicated verbally. "No shooting allowed!"

Rong Feng stared back. "I just want to take pictures!"

"..."

Mo Shatian on the side was as steady as a mountain, and he held up the sign.

The host's face was shaking with excitement. "Professor Mo, 600 million!!"

There was a commotion among the students in the audience.

"Oh my God, our Professor Mo is so rich?"

"Professor Mo is a hidden boss?? He is so low-key yet so rich?!"

"Six hundred million, six hundred million!!"

"I'm dying!!!"

At this moment, the host once again exclaimed: "Master Rong Wu, 800 million, 800 million!!!"

"Professor Mo, one billion!!"

"Master Rong Wu, 1.5 billion!!!"

Nanhuang looked at Rong Wuye displeasedly.

She took out her phone and quickly pressed it. "What are you doing? If you want to draw, I can draw."

Rong Wuye looked at the phone, his eyebrows arched, and he replied happily: "I am happy."

After saying that, he added another word of comfort. "Don't be angry. I'll kiss you when I get back. Huh?"

Nanhuang's forehead was covered with black lines.

Professor Mo: "1.6 billion!!"

"Master Rong Wu, two billion!!!"

The host was stunned: "I'll go, I haven't hosted such an auction for a long time, it's so exciting. Wait, Professor Mo, 2.1 billion! Mr. Rong Wu is chasing me, 2.5 billion!!"

Nanhuang quickly typed: "Are you stupid? You spend hundreds of millions on just a canvas and some paint? Can't you see that Mo Shatian is raising the price for you?"

Rong Wuye glanced at Mo Shatian.

He didn't think he was raising the price.

As a man, he was very aware of Mo Shatian's intentions towards Nanhuang.

Mo Shatian knew that Nanhuang was Qinghuang and Nanhuang's performance just now. He had full and strong desire to win this painting. This is a painting made by Nanhuang, who is Qinghuang!

But what a coincidence.

This is the work of his woman, the work of his little one!

The little thing stood on the stage so dazzlingly, tearing apart Nan Tuo's fake work!

It's what he wants!

Since it is what he wants, why not fight for it, why not take it? !

"Professor Mo, 2.6 billion!"

"Master Rong Wu has increased the price!!! Master Rong Wu, three billion!!!"

The host's mouth was dry.

"Professor Mo, 3.1 billion!"

"Master Rong Wu, 3.5 billion!!!"

Rong Wuye looked at Mo Shatian provocatively. "If you have the guts, add a little more. One hundred and ten million is so boring."

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