Divorced with Chang Xingze and divided up part of Xiang Ping's property, plus the money to pay me and the supplier is not a small amount, he had no choice but to auction Xu Meiren to collect money.

Liang Qiuyang finally commented: "He deserves it and suffers by himself."

After talking about Xiang Ping's auction of Xu Meiren, he also asked me about the gossip about the Zhu family and the Ruan family.

He didn't expect that the omega who snatched Wu Qian's boyfriend was Zhu Li.

He didn't know, Zhu Li has always been very powerful, and her unique skill is to deceive people.

I suffered too.

After the gossip, Liang Qiuyang was a little worried: "But I mentioned this to Mengbai, she said that the Ruan family and Xia Sheng are in a competitive relationship, and now Zhu Li and Ruan Young Master have marked each other, Will it be difficult for you to do here in Song Bailao?"

It's not difficult to do, but it's not difficult to do, after all, it has never been easy to do. It's just delaying the divorce, which leaves people clueless as to what Song Bolao plans to do.

I led Song Mo down the mountain, and it was not easy to talk about the divorce, so I could only vaguely return the word "it's okay" to him, and soon start another conversation.

"You and Luo Mengbai are so familiar that you call her 'Mengbai'?"

Liang Qiuyang's personality is like fire and carefree, and he doesn't realize that I was deliberately diverting the topic, and happily shared with me about getting along with Luo Mengbai.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm busy and she's busy, I just chat with her occasionally on the phone..." In just a few words, I can imagine him What a smile on the other end of the phone.

"But she sent me a bottle of perfume the other day, bergamot and sandalwood."

I couldn't help but say "ah" if I remember correctly...

"Bergamot is your pheromone smell, right? That sandalwood, is it Luo Mengbai?"

The pheromone atmosphere intertwined, this gift is really ambiguous and sultry.

Liang Qiuyang said embarrassedly: "I just mentioned her pheromone smell to her, but I didn't expect her to make a bottle of perfume."

"It seems that she is also very interested in you." I smiled, "Congratulations."

On the phone, listening to Liang Qiuyang talking about his love troubles, before you know it, you can see the fork in the road to the Song family mansion. Song Mo and I went down the steps and onto the main road, and saw a familiar black luxury car parked at the guard booth. It was Song Bailau's car.

Said to be back tomorrow, but he was earlier.

I smiled and said to Liang Qiuyang, "I have something to do here, I will hang up first."

Liang Qiuyang got excited and got stuck: "...Okay, next time we talk, I'll be on the show later. As for Xu Meiren, if you want to bid and lack money, just tell me , I'll lend you."

As expected of a seven-year old friend, I didn't say, he already knew my plan. But I shouldn't need to borrow money from him.

I didn't think about using the money Ning Shi gave me before, after all, I married Song Bailao to get my children back, not because of the 20 million. But now that Xu Meiren is in such a crisis, I really can't bear to waste my life's hard work, so I have the idea of ​​using this money.

"Good."

I hung up the phone, and I led Song Mo slowly down the mountain road to the sentry box.

"Dad's car." Song Mo pointed to the driveway.

"Yes." When I passed the black car, I didn't stop and went directly through the pedestrian passage beside the guard box.

Song Mo looked back ignorantly: "Come here."

As his voice fell, the bright black front passed me, maintaining a slow speed, and the back seat was side by side with me.

In the corner of her eye, the car window was lowered, and the person sitting in the car coldly ordered: "Get in the car."

I ignored him and continued walking on my own.

"You went to the mountain?"

He probably asked the question when he saw the direction we were coming down from.

Actually, I am also a little curious, since he bought the house on the hill, why did he leave a dilapidated Taoist temple as a neighbor?

The Taoist temple seems to be able to collapse when the wind blows, and there are no pilgrims on weekdays, and the only Taoist priest is still talking.

"Ning Yu." Seeing that I shouldn't, Song Bailao called my name calmly and warningly.

I didn't want to talk to him, but picked up Song Mo and quickened my pace, and made it clear to him that I didn't have no temper.

My actions annoyed Song Bailao, he was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised the volume.

"Drive!"

The windows were raised again, this time the car speeded up completely over us, heading for the winding mountain road.

Song Mo never said a word during the period, but when he was about to get home, he couldn't help but asked me carefully: "Did you quarrel?"

I opened my mouth, not knowing how to say this to him when he was young.

"Momo, didn't I say before that I would bring my brother to see you?"

Song Mo's black eyes brightened slightly, his eyebrows stretched, and he nodded vigorously: "Well, it's my mother's secret."

"My brother can't come now, I'm sorry." I explained to him patiently, "My brother went to a far away place, because it's too far, we can't go there, so there's nothing we can do go see him."

"What about the plane?"

I shook my head: "The plane can't reach it, it's far away in the sky." I suddenly thought of a suitable rhetoric, "Like the little prince, he finally returned to his own planet, with his beloved flowers."

Song Mo looked at me and caught me off guard: "But the little prince is dead."

I froze there, unable to move my legs or speak.

Song Mo continued: "Dad said that the little prince is dead, and then the soul will fly to the sky." He bit his lip and asked me, "So is my brother dead?"

He was only five years old, and I knew he didn't mean it, and I knew he didn't really understand the true meaning of death. But in the face of his outspokenness, I still felt a heart ache for a moment and it was hard to breathe.

The sudden pain, rough and direct, is painful.

I smiled hard: "Well, brother... is dead."

"Okay." Song Mo looked rather disappointed, "Then I can only go to my brother to play after I die..."

I hurriedly covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense!"

He blinked twice, a little dazed.

I let go of my hand and said sternly: "The word 'death' is not easy to use on living people, let alone on yourself. Don't say it again in the future, understand? ?"

It was the first time I spoke to him in this tone, he seemed frightened, he didn't speak again, just nodded.

I took Song Mo into the room, and I didn't bump into Song Bailao. Sister-in-law Jiu said he went into the study as soon as he came back.

Sister-in-law 9 and I said that dinner would be in the bedroom, and she was a little embarrassed.

"If it's inconvenient, you don't have to prepare dinner for me." I said.

"Well, you didn't eat dinner yesterday." She looked at me firmly and sighed, "I know, someone will bring food to your bedroom."

When Song Bailao was at home, I hid in the room, and I went out after he left. Don't provoke him, and take the initiative to avoid arguing with him again.

In the days after that, we were at peace with each other, like strangers under one roof, not interfering with each other.

I am busy bidding for Xu Meiren.

Xiang Ping adopts the form of online bidding, and the bidders are anonymous throughout the whole process. I don't need to meet Xu Meiren after I take the picture. I just need to sign a contract with the auction company.

I cashed my check, registered a username on the auction site, and just waited for the auction day.

On the auction day, because the internet in my bedroom was not very good, I went to the living room with better internet speed to wait for the auction.

The auctioneer is a middle-aged man. After bidding on three lots, it was finally "Xu Meiren"'s turn.

At first, I was full of confidence and did not have too much pressure. After all, Xu Meiren was only valuable in that store, and I had enough money to buy ten such stores. But with the auction, I found that every time I made a bid, there was always someone quickly following the price. It seems to be more than five million, which is completely beyond the value of the land itself.

The other party is determined to win, and he does not even hesitate to bid.

As the bidding got higher and higher, even the auctioneer was a little shocked.

"Six and eight million, six million eight million, is there any higher?" He raised the auction hammer high, and it was about to fall.

I was so anxious that I added another 200,000.

"Seven million! No. 06 bid seven million, do you want to follow on No. 12?"

Before he finished speaking, the words "10 million" rolled out on the screen, and the other party even added 3 million directly. I clenched my fists, and I can already be sure that he is on me. No matter how much I pay, the other party is definitely more or less.

"Ten million once, is there any more to bid?" The auctioneer raised the auction hammer again excitedly, "Ten million twice! Ten million ... three times!"

He slammed the hammer down, and fireworks instantly set off on the screen, congratulating the successful auction.

Xu Meiren... finally fell into the hands of others.

I stared at the dazzling "10 million" unwillingly, my emotions suddenly lost control, and I threw the laptop out of my hand.

I closed my eyes and buried my face in the palm of my hand, a huge frustration and depression swept over me.

Thinking about it carefully, I don't seem to have done a single thing...I can't even do something as simple as protecting Xu Meiren.

"Whoa!"

The sudden sound of cracking porcelain brought me back to reality from my self-remorse, I was shocked, raised my head from my palm, realized that the sound was coming from my room, and jumped off the sofa. Get up and run to the bedroom as fast as you can.

When I reached the bedroom door, panting, the gauze curtain was blown by the wind and gently swept into the room. Song Mo stood in front of the window in a daze, with a broken pottery pot and black mud under his feet, as well as a shrunken mimosa.

My mind went blank for a moment, I rushed over to push Song Mo away, and I was at a loss for what to do with the mess.

I want to gather the soil and plant the grass again, but I don't know what to do first.

"Mom, mom..."

Song Mo was pushed to the ground by me, very frightened.

I closed my eyes, put my hands on the ground, and said in a low voice, "You go out first."

I don't have time to comfort him right now.

Song Mo's voice choked: "Mom, I didn't mean to..."

I control the volume, but not the emotions: "Get out!"

Song Mo was silent for a while, only dared to let out a sob or two, then got up and went out the door.

I knelt in front of the broken flowerpot, gathered the scattered soil, and my eyes were unprepared with heat. I stopped, blinked, and it took a long time for the water vapor to dissipate.

Then I went to the garden and asked the gardener for a new pot and replanted the mimosa. It's just that it may have fallen somewhere, it's a little sluggish, and I don't know if it can still live.