It was the first time for Jian Yao to participate in an auction, and since she had the bid tag in her hand, she raised her hand and bid the second price with the mentality of trying it out. The increase was not much, and she only added 100 million more.

But soon, the annoying lingering voice from behind him sounded again, as if he was afraid of being a step too late.

She looked over with a blank face, and sure enough, Yang Yan still had that stern-eyed, extremely complacent look.

Jian Yao squinted her eyes, silently looked away, and silently raised the price tag again, and sure enough, Yang Yan called again in the next second.

This woman is planning to fight her, right? As long as she bids, she will definitely increase it, okay, I want to see how much money you have to play with me like this.

She sneered in her heart and continued to bid.

No matter how collectible this painting is, how good the painting is, the imitation is still just an imitation, not the real one. The base price is 100 million, and it is already skyrocketing if it rises to less than 500 million.

Jian Yao directly raised the price to 400 million when it was 1000 million, causing the guests from all walks of life to look sideways at her as if they were looking at a fool.

She didn't care, but turned around and cast a provocative look at Yang Yan. Sure enough, the latter was completely indifferent, and immediately raised the sign in his hand angrily, and added 200 million.

Jian Yao was smiling in her heart, an angry expression appeared on her face, she glared at her, and raised her sign again.

500 million.

Yang Yan raises the placard, 600 million.

The host on the stage was so excited that his hands were shaking, he loudly started the countdown, and cast his earnest eyes on Jian Yao.

Jian Yao: "..."

She twitched the corner of her mouth very speechlessly, but silently raised the sign in her hand, 800 million.

The whole venue was completely silent, only the excited voice of the host, and the strange eyes of the audience looking at Jian Yao and Yang Yan.

Everyone present knew that Cheng Yuxiu brought her, and Jian Yao exclaimed happily, but it was Cheng Yuxiu who paid in the end.

A boss at the side couldn't help but whispered: "Mr. Cheng, this painting isn't worth so much money. You'd better ask your female partner to stop, it's not worth it."

Cheng Yuxiu slightly hooked his lips: "It's okay, let her play."

This picture of pampering to the extreme indulgence made many bosses present couldn't help shaking their heads and sighing inwardly, making other female companions envious and jealous, and felt that the same people had different fates.

Yang Yan was provoked by Jian Yao, and directly called out a price of 2000 million. Jian Yao stared fiercely at Yang Yan with fiery eyes, and finally stopped bidding.

This painting was successfully photographed by Yang Yan at three times the price.

Seeing Yang Yan successfully robbed her, with a smug look on her face, Jian Yao looked ugly, but she sneered in her heart, idiot.

Jian Yao felt a sense of accomplishment after acting in such a scene, so she immediately decided to trick her a little bit.

Next, she used the same method and asked Yang Yan to buy several antique old objects at several times the price. Note that antiques are all imitations.

Seeing Yang Yan's still self-satisfied look, she almost burst out laughing in her heart.

Cheng Yuxiu was watching her performance from the sidelines without moving his eyes, and there was a tenderness that belonged to Jian Yao alone.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Jian Yao left the table, Yang Yan immediately followed after seeing this.

In the bathroom, Jian Yao was touching up her makeup after washing her hands. The door was pushed open, and she saw a person emerging from behind her in the mirror. She paused, and then continued to put on lipstick slowly.

"Hey, you are still in the mood to put on makeup here, why? You must be very angry if I snatch up so many lots."

"Don't Mr. Cheng like you very much? Could it be that he is not willing to spend such a small amount of money for you?"

Jian Yao glanced at her leisurely, but ignored her.

Yang Yan thought she was in a good mood because she cut off Jian Yao, so she didn't care, and continued talking on her own.

"I just said, with your beauty, how could Mr. Cheng fall in love with you? Now it seems that it is true. A man who is not even willing to spend money on you, I really don't know. What do you have to show off in front of me? of."

"Jian Yao, Jian Yao, I'm getting more and more suspicious now, you, the so-called Mr. Cheng's wife, isn't it a fake at all?"

Jian Yao looked in the mirror, put away her things in satisfaction, carried her bag, turned around slowly to look at her, raised her brows slightly, and said.

"Do you know what the items you took in your hands are?"

Yang Yan was taken aback, and couldn't help frowning: "Why are you asking this? Since it's a lot, it's naturally a good thing."

She curled her lips: "It is indeed a good thing, a vase from the Qing Dynasty, a famous painting from the Song Dynasty, an official kiln from the Tang Dynasty..."

The corner of Yangyan's mouth couldn't help raising a triumphant arc again, but it didn't last long, and soon froze.

"But...these are all imitations, which means imitations, that is, modern handicrafts."

"Let's think about it. Although these things are high-quality imitations, and the old, polished, and fired ones are exquisite, but the imitations are still imitations."

"To be honest, I wasn't very interested in these fakes at first, but I didn't expect that Ms. Yang is so rich and has nowhere to spend, she would rather pay two or three times the price to buy these fakes, I really admire It's the best."

Yang Yan's face turned red and then pale, and she couldn't help but stare at her: "You're lying, you're obviously also bidding, how could you not be interested."

Jian Yao sneered, crossing her arms around her chest: "Of course I have to show interest, otherwise, how could some people pay several times the price to buy it?"

Speaking of this, how could Yang Yan not understand that he was being tricked, and the key point was that he paid for it with his own money.

Jian Yao had always hated this woman so badly, and she was lucky to be able to make her suffer, so she suddenly felt that today's auction was not only not boring, but also worth it.

When going to the parking lot, Yang Yan suddenly ran over and stopped them, more precisely, Cheng Yuxiu.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng, wait for me..."

Jian Yao: "..."

Cheng Yuxiu frowned slightly, and turned to look at her expressionlessly.

Yang Yan smiled shyly, and then handed over a few lists in her hand: "This is the auction list I took just now. I think Miss Jian likes it too."

"Although the things were taken by me, I can give them to Miss Jane."

She called Miss Jian, but she didn't glance at Jian Yao, she stared at Cheng Yuxiu without blinking, leaving Jian Yao speechless.

This woman is enough.

Cheng Yuxiu's face was very cold: "No need, I will give away whatever my wife likes, and I don't need to pretend to be someone else's hands, besides..."

He glanced at the gift list in front of him, and said lightly: "They are all imitations. From my wife's point of view, I don't like these."

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