Stealing Your Heart

The price of the first item was so high that no one asked for it for a while.

Gu suspected that Zong Yanxi's mood was not right, and asked in a low voice, "what's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine."

When you suddenly see something you haven't seen for a long time, you just have some fluctuations in your heart, just a little fluctuation, nothing else.

At this time, there was a male voice on the second floor, "30 million."

It broke the deadlock in an instant.

What's more surprising is that it directly added 20 million.

Jiang Mo Han clenched his hand, "50 million."

Ling Wei looked up at him and the ring on the model's hand. Her face became ugly.

She also recognized that it was Zong Yanxi's thing.

The second floor sounded again, "100 million."

Hiss ~ sounds the sob sound, is this crazy?

"200 million."

Jiang Mo cold eyes do not squint, potential in the tone must be.

No one asked for the price, which was beyond the rich people who came to the party. Even if they were rich, the money was not windblown.

The host was also excited. The first auction item was so hot, with a loud voice, "200 million, is there anything higher?"

No one spoke.

The host spoke again, "200 million once, 200 million twice, 200 million..." "300 million."

The people in the back building sounded again at the critical moment.

Everybody wants to see who's on the second floor?

Money from the wind?

So cruel?

The money has already exceeded the value of the ring.

"Mo Han, it's not worth it at all. The people upstairs don't even show their faces. Maybe it's the inside story of this auction.

Deliberately raising the price... "330 million."

Ling Wei's words of persuasion have not finished, but Jiang Mo Han's voice of shouting price interrupts her.

"President Jiang is really rich and powerful."

Someone said with a smile.

A ring with such a high price will be on the news tomorrow.

Zong Yanxi's eyes fall on the man in front of him. What's his mind?

Everyone knows that this is far beyond the price of the goods themselves.

Does he still have a heart?

No, he has no heart.

If there is, she will not die! At the moment, it's just to reassure myself.

She was just curious about the person who was bidding on the second floor. Who was it?

She looked up, upstairs is not open to the outside world, she did not see the people bidding.

"There must be something inside."

Gu also felt that it was deliberately arranged by the organizer.

"What's the inside story?"

Asked Zong Yanxi.

"Bid up the auction price on purpose."

"I don't think so."

The one in the room is the same as the monkey?

Will you compete with the people upstairs?

Obviously not. The reason why the people upstairs would shout is more like expecting that Jiang Mohan would shout.

"Three hundred and thirty thousand times, three hundred and thirty million twice..." the more he called back, the more slowly the host's voice slowed down, "three hundred and thirty thousand... Three times! Congratulations to President Jiang! At the same time, I also thank President Jiang for his contribution to tonight's charity. Now let's invite the model to give this ring to President Jiang. "

The model takes off the ring on her finger, puts it into a velvet box, holds it in the palm of her hand with a tray, and walks to Jiang Mohan.

Ling Wei clenches her hands tightly. She is dead. Why do you want to influence him?

"President Jiang."

The model held the tray to her.

Jiang Mohan reaches for the ring, holds it in the palm of his hand and copies it back to his pocket.

His face is extremely calm, but the hands in his trouser pocket are tightly clenched together, and the ring in his palm seems to be embedded in his flesh.

"Next item, models."

Soon the model came up with a picture in her hand.

The host introduced the background of the painting and who painted it.

The bottom price of famous people's calligraphy and painting is high. Gu is not interested in it. He represents the company, not an individual. He won't shoot casually. When he meets the right price, he will ask for a price.

Zong Yanxi accompanies him to come, naturally also has no interest, pulls him to the quiet place.

"Have you seen that ring?"

Gu felt honest and shook his head.

Zong Yanxi thought, was it found, and then donated money?

Otherwise she couldn't think of another explanation.

"You still can't find out who died at that time, can you?"

At that time, she needed to go abroad for treatment, so she left before Gu was clear.

I didn't mention it after that.

Gu Chan nodded, "nothing can be found."

Zong Yanxi frowns. It has nothing to do with her, but she dies in the fire?

She always felt that something was wrong. Normally, the police would announce the identity of the dead, but they didn't.

"The reserve price for this auction is 300000."

Listen to the voice, look over, the price is low, suitable for bidding, can't come what don't bid.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Zong Yanxi saw that he was interested, so she ended the conversation and walked towards the bathroom in her high heels.

At this time, in the bathroom, Ling Wei looks at herself in the mirror with her delicate face and slim figure. She thinks she is no worse than Zong Yanxi. Why can't Jiang Mohan see her in her eyes?

"Zong Yanxi, you are dead. Why do you want to rob me?

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She is not reconciled, really not reconciled, did so much, in the end nothing.

"I should have killed you earlier! So you don't have a chance to live in his heart! "