you are a star

He didn't believe that she would sell the ring he gave her. Even if she couldn't pass the hurdle in her heart and couldn't forgive him, he could feel that she was not completely indifferent to him.

What it means to sell the ring, he knows it well, and she knows it too.

So, he didn't believe she would do it.

He looked at Qiao Nan, seeing how guilty she was not daring to look up into his eyes, he knew she was lying...

But in the next second, Qiao Nan raised her eyes slowly, and looked at him unabashedly. Her face with light makeup was calm and generous.

She said freely: "For me, that ring has no value. Instead of putting it there to occupy a place, it is better to auction it. It can also be used for public welfare. Why not do it?" One hundred million, I would like to thank Third Young Master on behalf of the children in the orphanage and the left-behind children in the mountain village."

"Qiao Nan!" Liang Feicheng's face was extremely gloomy, he called her by name, and reached out to grab her wrist.

But just when his hand was about to touch Qiao Nan, a hand with slender fingers and pale skin stopped him!
The wrists of the two touched, as if there was a sound of bones colliding.

"What does Third Young Master Liang want to do to my people?" Shen Juan looked up slowly, even though he was sitting, his aura was not overwhelmed by Liang Feicheng at all.

Everyone was shocked, what is the origin of this person?
Liang Feicheng just went to look at Shen Jun who was beside Qiao Nan. He curled the corners of his lips coldly. Against the light, the contours of his face were extraordinarily deep, which made his dark brown pupils extremely cold.

"Doesn't Mr. Shen know that it's impolite to interrupt other people's conversations? Or has no one taught you this since you grew up without parents?"

Shen Juan smiled slowly, "Third Young Master has also reached his thirties, and he knows what to do for himself. Little Qiangwei has already made it very clear. If you continue to ask, won't you be humiliating yourself?"

The tip of Qiao Nan's tongue was bitten off by her, she tasted the bloody smell, that disgusting taste like rust, and she saw Shen Jun's pale and slender hand close at hand.

She suddenly grabbed Liang Feicheng's wrist and kept his hand away from Shen Jun, with a bitter self-mockery on her lips, "Mr. Is it something you would like to see come true if you talk about my identity?"

"Liang Feicheng, that's it." She said the last sentence, the shattered emotions in Liang Feicheng's eyes were like a cracked ice lake, and his eye sockets seemed to turn red.

She was in pain, as if she was in the karmic fire of hell, being burned inch by inch.

Stop it, Liang Feicheng.

Anyway, it's all fruitless entanglement, so why bother to be persistent?
Liang Feicheng took two steps back, his eyes fell on Qiao Nan's face deeply and complicatedly, and after the last glance, he turned and left the banquet hall.

He didn't see Qiao Nan's face that was almost transparent for a moment.

……

Qiao Nan didn't want to stay in this place for a moment, and before the auction was halfway through, Shen Jun didn't take pictures of what he was satisfied with, so he asked someone to send Qiao Nan back first.

Carefully put on her coat, took her by the hand and sent her to the car. A cold wind suddenly blew outside. Mr. Shen was afraid of the cold, so he carefully protected Qiao Nan in his arms, and opened the car door himself.

"Little Qiangwei, don't lose your temper with me." Shen Juan's tone was still gentle.

Qiao Nan didn't look at him the whole time, nor said a word to him.

As the car drove away, Shen Juan looked at the red taillights of the car, his eyes seemed to be soaked in the chill of the winter night, his pale face showed no emotion.

Then he smiled gently.

When he returned to Longyue Villa, Jinse took off his coat, and he asked casually, "Where is he?"

Mr. Shen is most concerned about Qiao Nan, so there is no need to mention his name.

Jinse went over to hang up her clothes, and said, "I took a few bottles of wine and went back to my room, drinking."

Shen Juan unfastened the watch on his left hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you drunk?"

Jinse shook her head, "Don't let anyone go in to see her."

Shen Juan untied the wristwatch slowly and handed it to Jinse. Thinking of Xiao Qiangwei's performance before leaving the auction venue, he smiled helplessly, then turned and went out, and walked to Qiao Nan's room.

Qiao Nan lived in the same building as him, and it was only a few steps to the south after leaving the corridor.

He knocked lightly on the door twice first, but there was no movement inside, and Jinse asked suspiciously, "Are you drunk?"

Shen Juan directly pushed the door open and went in, the antique door made a small creaking sound, and as soon as the door opened, a mellow smell of alcohol came over his face.

He frowned slightly, how much wine did he drink to be like this?

A light was turned on in the room, and Yahuang's floor lamp had a special atmosphere.

Shen Juan saw Qiao Nan leaning against the beauty by the window.

She was still wearing the dress that she went to the venue, half of her body was lying on the edge of the beauty, her legs were bent, her feet were bare, the slender and white ankles were covered by the draped veil on the skirt.

"Little Qiangwei?" Shen Juan walked over and called her name, glanced at the wine bottles on the low table, they were all foreign wines with high alcohol content, she could drink well, but she couldn't stand to drink indiscriminately like this.

Seeing that he wanted to do it himself, Jinse said, "Mr. Shen, let me do it."

"It's okay." Shen Juan waved to her, supported Qiao Nan's shoulders, and put her head on the soft pillow that the beauty rested on.

Shen Juan usually doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, and the people around him don't drink in front of him, but at this moment, he doesn't reject the smell of alcohol on her body.

Her body was limp, and her head shook, revealing her fair neck and the white and delicate skin of her chest, but Shen Juan didn't look too much, sat beside her, and bent over to call her.

She didn't respond after calling twice, her whole body was limp, her head tilted, and her cheek could barely brush against his palm, soft and delicate.

Shen Juan's other hand holding her round shoulder slightly closed.

His gaze passed over her slightly parted red lips.

"You go out first."

Jinse stood still, she gave Qiao Nan a worried look, "Mr. Shen, Xiao Nan is drunk, I'd better stay and take care of her, it's so late, don't work too hard."

Shen Juan moved his hands away from Qiao Nan's shoulders, brushing away the hair that fell on her chest, and the neck near his side was clearly exposed in front of him.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes remained calm, and his voice was low, "Jinse, I'm telling you to go out."

Jinse's face turned pale in an instant, "Yes."

The door was closed, the cold wind was howling outside, and the house was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Shen Juan caressed Qiao Nan's shoulder, bent down, and was only a few feet away from her.

A floor-to-ceiling mirror is hung on the sloped wall, clearly reflecting the picture of the beauty leaning on top.

The thin and pale Shen Jun supported Qiao Nan's chin, lifted her chin up slightly, and gently stroked her red lips with his thumb...