Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

Junhao's auction is on the lower second floor. The hall is very high, as high as four or five floors. The top of the head is full of huge crystal chandeliers, and the light of colored glass pours out, which can be seen from the marble floor tiles under your feet. Ye Qingxia walked beside Han Sicheng with a black face. Today is Friday. Don't wear school uniform. Han Sicheng wears a sports suit, but he is still full of style and low-key luxury. Ye Qingxia is wearing a young girl's dress of hundreds of yuan bought at half price. She is very good-looking and has a good temperament. The people who come to the auction are all sharp eyed people. It can be seen that the girl's family is average, while the boy is either rich or expensive. There is a huge difference in their identities, but it is the girl who looks like she has no money who is angry. On the contrary, the distinguished boy smiled and puzzled, which made everyone who entered the club look sideways. It's so early that it's nearly an hour from the beginning, so there aren't many people. Han Sicheng handed the invitation to the welcoming lady in cheongsam at the door, and then the welcoming lady led them inside. The venue was very large. In the center, there was a large round table with a red carpet. Around the round table, twelve people's large round tables and mahogany chairs were orderly placed. Only a dozen people sat in several places. The welcoming lady took them up the stairs and opened the door of a box. When they went in, they took their seats. The welcoming lady stood at the door and asked, "do you need anything?" Han Sicheng saw Ye Qingxia's black face and deliberately teased her and said, "call you the most handsome male public relations!" Miss Yingbin looked at them with an expression that you were absolutely joking with me. Ye Qingxia hurriedly shouted, "no, if you really shout, I'll leave immediately!" I'm so angry with Miss Ben“ Then a pot of Biluochun! " Han Sicheng said that, waved his hand, and the welcoming lady withdrew and brought him to the door. Han Sicheng thought it was interesting to see her face getting darker. From childhood to adulthood, few people looked at him except his father. Not to mention his peers, they are very enthusiastic about him“ What time does it start? " Ye Qingxia asked, looking at the people in twos and threes under the stage“ Seven! " Han Sicheng got up, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. Ye Qingxia took out her mobile phone and looked at it. It was only 5:30. Say it early. Say it early. She'll come back after dinner. There's enough time. Ye Qingxia watched Han Sicheng sit back beside her, and untied the three buttons on her collar to reveal her exquisite collarbone. He rolled up his sleeve again, revealing half of his strong arm. Took out his cell phone and looked at it. You know, it's better to bring your homework. For more than an hour, he looked at his cell phone and killed time. What is she doing? Is it hard to see him? She angrily pressed his cell phone on the table. The next moment, he put on a playful look and flirted: "what male public relations do you want to find with you?" Han Sicheng looked at Qiaoxiao and smiled sweetly. Ye Qingxia, who was obsequious, was a little distracted for a time“ Master, he should have a spirit stone on him. With your current popularity, you can try to find it. " Spirit stone? Hearing this, ye Qingxia simply sat down on the table and saw a red rope hanging around his neck. As soon as he reached out, he climbed up his white neck, slipped to his collarbone and picked up the red rope. Han Sicheng didn't react. He just felt that his heart slipped and the jade pendant hanging from his neck fell into Ye Qingxia's hand. She took the jade and felt warm. Needless to say, it was Han Sicheng's temperature. A square ancient jade about four centimeters long and three centimeters wide, orange with a little red inside. Ye Qingxia saw many white or green jade. It's the first time to see such colored jade. Han Sicheng saw that as soon as she took out the jade, he kept rubbing it in the palm of his hand. In addition, it was brought by him, and his face was burning. He has always been strong. He has never lost momentum like this. In a flash, Han Sicheng got up and pressed Ye Qingxia on the table. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.