Flash Marriage: Her Tycoon Husband

us?

Su Ziyue blinked, but Qin Muchen probably didn't pay attention for a while.

The word "we" came out, as if they were still together.

Su Ziyue took a deep breath and nodded, "Yes."

Seeing her cute appearance, Qin Muchen habitually wanted to reach out and touch her head.

However, halfway through the extension, he turned a corner again, retracted it naturally, and stretched it slightly in front of Su Ziyue: "Let's go, go in."

Su Ziyue looked at him in surprise.

Qin Mu raised his eyebrows deeply: "You went in with me, did you forget that you don't have an invitation letter?"

This feeling is a bit strange.

On the night when he left the villa, what Qin Muchen said was very hurtful.

She even hated him a little.

However, in these days, she will always habitually think of the days when they were together before, and what he did for her.

There was not much hatred in the first place, but it completely disappeared.

She has no right to hate him.

People's hearts are fickle. Qin Muchen just didn't love her anymore and followed his own heart. He didn't do anything wrong.

She has caused a lot of trouble for him. He can live a more relaxed life if he finds a more sensible woman, can't he?

When she thinks about it this way for the first time, she will feel pain, and the second time, she will feel uncomfortable.

After that, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the right thing to do.

Originally, the two of them were together by accident, and the separation was just to get everything back on track.

But at this moment, Su Ziyue walked towards the venue holding Qin Muchen's arm, her heart was actually peaceful.

In the future, it will probably be like this.

Qin Muchen felt that the woman beside him was a little absent-minded, and when he glanced sideways, he found that she looked out of mind.

He frowned slightly, took her to avoid the people coming and going, and found a seat to sit down.

They sat in a very clever position, just one row behind Feng Xingyan.

Su Ziyue paid attention to Feng Xingyan the whole time, but Qin Mu looked at the auction items with great interest, but never raised the number plate.

There are many things for auction, clothes, jewelry, antiques, famous paintings...

Su Ziyue asked him curiously: "Didn't you like it?"

Qin Mushen didn't speak, and Su Ziyue didn't say any more to make himself boring.

"The next item to be auctioned is..."

When the host said this, he deliberately put off the air, and then continued to say excitedly: "Master Bouglara's last work, Agni!"

After the host finished speaking, the hostesses brought up "Agni".

"The starting price is 50 million!"

Su Ziyue knows about Bouglara, he is a world-renowned orb design master.

It is every woman's dream to have a jewelry designed by Bouglaria.

Elegance, passion, hope, love, these are synonymous with jewelry designed by Bouglaria.

And this "fire" necklace is Bouglara's posthumous work. This is the last piece of jewelry she designed during her lifetime, and it was built by her for two full years.

Su Ziyue still remembers that in that interview, Buglaya said: "My love for the rest of my life is devoted to the 'fire'."

Not long after that, the elegant old lady who carried the good wishes of countless women passed away.

Su Ziyue usually doesn't have much desire to buy luxury goods, but facing the "fire", she couldn't help it, and wanted this necklace very much, it was so beautiful.

Crystal fiery red, glowing with bright light, warm and delicate.

She thought that no woman could resist such a temptation.

In the beginning, she really only came here to "encounter" Feng Xingyan, but now, she is a little glad that she came.

She held up the number plate: "Fifty-one million!"

She knew that there must be many people who wanted "Agni", and she couldn't raise the price too high all at once.

Sure enough, there was an endless sound of price increases immediately after.

"Fifty-two million!"

"Fifty-eight million!"

"..."

"Eighty million!"

"..."

After adding up to 80 million, Su Ziyue bit her lip, and if she added more, she was not sure that she would be able to take it away.

Or ask Qin Muchen to borrow it?

She turned her head and saw Qin Muchen fiddled with the phone with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

She sighed, forget it.

If she fails to bid in the end, it can only be said that she has no fate with "Agni".

Then came a new round of price increases.

The price has increased to 100 million.

Then, 150 million, 180 million, 200 million directly.

After 200 million, fewer and fewer people raised their placards.

Su Ziyue couldn't hold up the number plate anymore.

She put down the number plate and sighed, everyone wants beautiful things, but not everyone can afford them.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt very boring, she shrank back into the chair, and dozed off with her eyes downcast.

Qin Mu, who was at the side, took a deep look at her, but still didn't speak.

On the other hand, Feng Xingxi, who sat in the front row without making a sound, held up his number plate and shouted, "300 million."

Su Ziyue was slightly stunned, and raised her eyes to meet Feng Xingyan who was looking back at her.

Feng Xingyan nodded slightly towards her, Su Ziyue forced a smile.

It is very likely that Feng Xingyan will succeed in the filming, but she will not accept it.

As soon as this thought flashed through, a male voice sounded in the arena: "500 million."

Su Ziyue was startled, turned her head, and saw that the person holding the number plate was an ordinary-looking young man. The suit he was wearing was also of good quality, but it was not as elegant as Feng Xingyan and Qin Muchen.

However, he said 500 million when he opened his mouth, so it should be someone's subordinate.

Feng Xingyan glanced at the man, and held up the number plate: "510 million."

The man immediately raised his sign: "Six hundred million."

At this time, those who raised the signs before were quiet.

"Six hundred million times!"

Feng Xingyan held up the number plate: "650 million!"

"Seven hundred million!"

"Seven hundred and ten million!"

"Eight hundred million!"

"..."

That man's boss should be rich.

"Agni" is precious, but it is just a necklace after all, it may be priceless to some people, but its value is always measured by money.

800 million is not a small amount, and it is not cost-effective in comparison.

"Eight hundred million times!"

"..."

Until the host shouted three times, no one raised the price.

"Agni" was finally auctioned by the mysterious person with 800 million yuan.

Feng Xingyan turned his head and glanced in Qin Muchen's direction.

Su Ziyue couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart, and pulled Qin Muchen's sleeve: "Can you guess who bought it?"

Qin Mushen raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

Su Ziyue was embarrassed, let go of his hand, and said with a dry smile: "I think this buyer is also stupid and has a lot of money."

I don't know why, but as soon as she finished speaking, Qin Muchen's expression darkened.

He stared at Su Ziyue coldly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, as if ice could condense when he looked at people.

Su Ziyue felt baffled, and she didn't say that he was stupid and had a lot of money, so why was he showing her face?