The entire auction scene was active and wide, occupying the entire floor of the hotel.

Above the head is a large crystal chandelier that shines like stars.

The ground was covered with eye-catching red carpets, and stepped onto it softly.

The tables and chairs are arranged extremely neatly, and the lighting on the auction table is the brightest.

The banner pulled out from the red curtain behind the auction stand became more eye-catching and conspicuous.

"The Southwest is in trouble, all parties support"

The eight characters are shocking.

Everyone gathered in small groups and talked softly, and the atmosphere of the whole venue was beautiful and harmonious.

Except around Ruan Su...

The atmosphere of Shang Lingxiao and Jian Xin was so sticky that it was so spicy.

Ruan Su always felt that Shang Lingxiao would not be the kind of man who put all his reason and mood on a woman.

She knew how cold this man was.

Bo Xingzhi found that Ruan Su's attention had been focused on Shang Lingxiao, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his big palm grabbed Ruan Su's hand domineeringly, "Am I not handsome?"

Ruan Su: "..."

The naive side of the man ran out again.

Bo three-year-old ran out again.

She glanced at her own **** brother, too?

She was helpless and funny, "Handsome, you are the most handsome in the world."

Shang Lingxiao was originally bowing his head to feed Jian Xin's milk-drinking hand. After hearing Ruan Su's smiling voice, he suddenly paused, his eyes sinking and cold.

But soon, his face returned to tenderness, "Drink slowly, and no one will rob you."

Jian Xin happily nestled in his arms, "Brother Xiao...you are so kind to me."

Spicy eyes, it's so **** spicy.

Jian Qiqi couldn't wait to cut out her eyeballs to play as marbles.

What the hell?

Jian Xin's manner of doing things is like a sky.

Is Shang Lingxiao blind? Can't you see it at all?

This kind of green tea and white lotus... well... Jian Qiqi decided to rest her eyes and automatically block Shang Lingxiao and Jian Xin.

She took a deep breath and decided to go to the bathroom to breathe.

Staying here again, she was afraid that her overnight meal would spit out.

She crossed the long corridor and was about to turn around to enter the bathroom, and took out a cigarette to ease her emotions.

As a result... a slender and powerful palm suddenly stretched out behind her, and suddenly took away the smoke that had just been lit from her lips.

Jian Qiqi raised her eyes in surprise, already shocked that she could not speak.

But immediately, she changed into a cold look, smiling politely and estranged, "Big brother, why are you stealing my cigarette?"

Shang Lingxiao approached step by step, his aura was pressing, "Qiqi, you still know that I am your elder brother, why should you be so indifferent and unfamiliar?"

The little girl suddenly didn't stick to him like before, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Jian Qiqi stepped back slowly, the smirk on her face was a little tired, but at this moment, she felt a cold on her back and found herself against the wall.

The cold touch came, and she suddenly became sober.

Why should she be afraid of him?

Why? She didn't do anything to apologize to this man.

She tilted her head, and the two braids swayed and swayed, "No stranger, you are a man with a fiancée now, is it not good for me to follow you like I did when I was a kid? I have to avoid suspicion! Otherwise...my dad My mom and my sister can't beat me to death?"

The corners of Shang Lingxiao's lips were slightly hooked, and a big palm stretched out from the girl's shoulders and pressed against the wall, leaning slightly, staring at her silently.

Jian Qiqi breathed instantly, but she didn't want to appear too weak.

She pretended to be calm and looked at the man, even if her aura was not as good as him, she didn't want to lose.

A man can feel a great sense of oppression with just a pair of eyes, and Jian Qiqi quietly shrinks in place.

After a while, she finally turned her head, but her voice was still indifferent, "Shang Lingxiao, I admit, I liked you when I was young and frivolous. But you don't like me... so I won't like it again in the future. You are here. You left your fiancée and came over, what do you want to do?"

Looking at the rosy little mouth of the girl in front of him, the only thing Shang Lingxiao wanted to do was to kiss her hard.

He suddenly hated hearing any nasty breaking words in her little mouth.

He suddenly leaned over and struck at the girl's red lips, just at this moment!

Suddenly, a big palm suddenly stretched out from behind and pulled hard.

Shang Lingxiao was caught off guard and was thrown out for two steps. When he stabilized his figure, he found a man standing in front of Jian Qiqi, blocking his vision.

"Young master of the Song family? Is it tiring to be a running dog?" Shang Lingxiao pulled his lips, staring evilly at Song Yan in front of him.

Song Yan's usually gentle face showed a thin anger, "General Manager Shang, if you have a fiancée and want to belittle other girls, isn't it appropriate?"

"Song Yan, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to teach me here?" Shang Lingxiao's icy gaze crossed Song Yan, and said to Jian Qiqi, "Come here!"

A girl in a loli costume stood stubbornly behind Song Yan, her eyes full of stubborn indifference, "Big brother, my boss and I both call you, brother, when will you respect my boss, even if you give me a trace Silk, you are worthy of my calling you brother."

After Jian Qiqi finished speaking, a trace of firmness flashed in her eyes, as if she suddenly made up some kind of determination.

The soft, boneless hands slammed Song Yan's hot palm, "Also, this is my boyfriend! From now on... please live with my sister."

Boy friend?

Shang Lingxiao's eyes were sharp and sharp, and his heart was full of anger.

"You are really good at picking someone from the Song family."

Song Yan also stared at Jian Qiqi in shock. He stared at his big palm that was tightly held by the girl with low eyes stiff.

The heartbeat speeded up and thumped—this was the first time a girl took the initiative to hold his hand.

Hold so tight, hold so firmly.

His brain was blank for a moment.

He was surprised, suddenly the little Lori beside him stood on tiptoe and dropped a kiss on his face.

"Boyfriend, let's go!"

She glanced at Shang Lingxiao provocatively, but she was clearly speaking to Song Yan.

Shang Lingxiao restrained the anger that he wanted to choke the strange force in front of him, Luo Li, and watched Jian Qiqi and Song Yan hand in hand away from his sight.

"Jane Qiqi--it's not good!"

He didn't know if he was speaking to himself or venting... He stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

Jian Qiqi shook Song Yan's hand and walked to the turning point. Then she let go abruptly, and slammed her body against the wall, letting out a long sigh.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her nervous hands were sweaty.

When Song Yan looked at his empty palm, he felt a little empty.

"You... just deliberately angered the general manager, right? It doesn't matter, I know...I would like to be a tool person."

As soon as his words were spoken, the awkward atmosphere between him and Jian Qiqi was immediately relieved.

Xiao Luoli straightened up, looked at him fixedly, then lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her moist eyes, which also masked the loneliness of her eyes.

"Sorry, I took advantage of you just now."

She couldn't help but stepped back a few steps, trying to get some distance from Song Yan.

But because she retreated too quickly, her feet crooked. Fortunately, Song Yan quickly grabbed her wrist with his eyesight.

Help her stabilize her figure.

Jian Qiqi quickly shook off Song Yan subconsciously, "I'm sorry...I didn't fall down on purpose."

"You are in front of me, you can do whatever you want... Needless to say, I'm sorry, you are just too nervous, that's why... you almost fell."

Song Yan looked at her tenderly, "You are still young, girls, you will always meet a few scumbags. Mr. Shang... Since he has a fiancé, you are right to draw a line with him. You just now very brave."

Jian Qiqi's pupils shrank and looked at Song Yan in disbelief. The man reached out his hand to pin her hair hanging from her cheeks behind his ears, with a hint of inexplicable tenderness between his eyebrows, "As long as you need me, you can always find me. Be a free tool man."

Jian Qiqi's moist eyes were filled with surprise. It was a very simple sentence, but from Song Yan's mouth, it brought a hint of inexplicable domineering and gentleness.

The mingled together made her heart skip a beat.

"No...no use."

Song Yan stared at her for a long time, only to see that a red cloud appeared on Jian Qiqi's face, "What have you been staring at me?"

"Look at you cute." Song Yan said every word.

"Boring!" Jian Qiqi frowned, pushed the man away and walked into the auction venue, but her ears couldn't help but dyed pink.

As soon as Jane Qiqi walked to the entrance of the venue, the elevator door not far away was opened, and a pair of middle-aged men and women dressed very noble stepped out of it.

"Ayan? Is that you?"

Suddenly the middle-aged lady trembling and shouted at Song Yan behind her, Jian Qiqi couldn't help turning around and looking.

I saw that the middle-aged lady was extremely beautiful and elegant, and when I saw Song Yan behind her, her eyes were horribly bright, and she was full of shock and longing that I hadn't seen in a long time.

She walked quickly towards Song Yan, "Ayan, how are you doing? When are you... when are you going home?"

It's just that she was avoided by Song Yan before her hand touched Song Yan, and the man said blankly, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Song, I still have something to do. I am out of company."

After speaking, he took Jian Qiqi's arm and walked inside.

Jian Qiqi: "?"

If she did not admit her mistake, the couple just now were Mrs. Song and Mr. Song?

The Song family in the capital city has a big family and a lot of business, but it is not known how many levels higher than those rich in Jiangcheng.

Madam Song looked at Song Yan's back and said helplessly to Song Yichang beside him, "Husband, let's go in too."

Song Yichang sighed, "Ayan may still not be able to accept me."

"It's been a long time... he will." Mrs. Song said, and walked in the direction of the venue with Song Yichang.

There are still a few minutes before the auction begins.

Almost all the guests were seated. Cheng Ziyin walked in a mopping dress with a white microphone in his hand and looked at the guests in front of him with a smile.

She walked slowly to the auction stage, and then looked down at her hand card. After reading it, she kept a dignified smile and looked at all the guests.