Is Master Lu jealous today?

"Okay, Mr. No. 7 raised the price, 200 million, you really have a vision."

No. 7 is a wealthy Spanish businessman. When Mu Ruyi spoke, he had seamlessly switched to Spanish, which earned the wealthy businessman a smile of appreciation.

"Mr. No. 12 increases the price, 400 million! Is there any more?"

Switched back to fluent English, and finally repeated the latest bidding price in Mandarin.

Methodical, multi-language seamless connection, calm atmosphere, capable and rhythmic, this is Mu Ruyi's strength.

"500 million...Okay, this lady bids 700 million!"

The auction is on track.

Sheng Wantang no longer participated in the filming.

Mu Ruyi, a rich and delicate flower in the world, hides gentleness and strength. Even these priceless collections are not as dazzling as Mu Ruyi on the auction stage.

And the collection is matched with this elegance and luxury!

Song Yingying gritted her silver teeth.

Even after leaving the ice rink, Mu Ruyi can still become the most eye-catching one in the audience!

Song Yingying turned her head and saw Xie Qinxiao staring at the people on the stage intently, feeling sore in her heart.

"Qin Xiao, do you think Mu Ruyi is very attractive now?"

"She has always been attractive."

It doesn't matter where you stand.

Xie Qinxiao looked at Song Yingying naturally, "But she is not my woman."

Xie Qinxiao greeted each family in advance, and finally let Mu Ruyi end the auction gracefully. This reversal seemed like Xie Qinxiao was just a joke.

Xie Qinxiao didn't feel embarrassed - the human society is inherently unpredictable.

On the contrary, Song Yingying was always indignant.

When she passed by Sheng Wantang, she mocked, seemingly unintentionally but deliberately: "It's nothing to take a man's money to save face!"

Song Yingying was about to leave, but found that she couldn't move anymore.

Because Sheng Wantang grabbed her wrist.

"I spend my husband's money. What's the matter with you, Miss Song? Do you want to make irresponsible remarks?" Sheng Wantang glanced at Xie Qinxiao, and then smiled at Song Yingying, "Let Xie Qinxiao not be married before Miss Song is married?" Don't take favors everywhere for you, I am indeed inferior to you in this regard."

"Sheng Wantang!"

Song Yingying suddenly raised her voice in anger.

Without even thinking about it, Lu Jiyuan protected Sheng Wantang behind him.

"Master Xie, take care of you."

Xie Qinxiao was unmoved: "Didn't Fourth Master Lu also take care of your own people?"

Lu Jiyuan spread his hands.

From his actions, everyone could see a strange meaning of 'my family is the one under my control'.

Are they crazy?

Song Yingying gritted her teeth angrily, "Fourth Master Lu, figure it out, even if you beat someone, when will I beat Sheng Wantang? This woman can only pretend to be weak in front of you!"

Sheng Wantang's one-on-ten at the rich bar and the beating of Song Yingying at the reception banquet are well known in the circle.

"Then you are still rushing to find a beating, you are a bitch?"

"You...Sheng Wantang, why do you speak so harshly!"

"There are more ugly ones, do you want to hear them?"

Sheng Wantang's brows were cold, but his aura was so strong that it didn't seem like he was about to say something worse, but he was about to strike.

"Miss Sheng, your lot is ready." Just then, the waiter came to Sheng Wantang.

Song Yingying was inexplicably relieved.

Lu Jiyuan took out a black card and gave it to the waiter.

He was stopped halfway by Sheng Wantang.

The woman held Lu Jiyuan's black card between the ring finger and middle finger of her left hand, took out a blank check from her handbag, wrote the corresponding amount on the spot, and handed it to the waiter.

"I'll give it back to you." Sheng Wantang handed the card to Lu Jiyuan, "You buy things for me, and I'll take them. I buy things for my friends, and I spend my own money."

"Who knows whose money is behind your check?" Song Yingying disdainfully.

The nine centimeter high heels stepped on the carpet without a sound.

But the blue and white porcelain cheongsam is particularly eye-catching.

Before Mu Ruyi approached, her voice came first: "Miss Song, if you are not educated, you need to study more. Do you know how much Tangtang is worth to you just as a stylist?"

Lu Jiyuan captured the key word: just being.

Indeed, compared with the owner of the rich bar and the owner of the well-known designer Frank, the stylist is a profession that costs money.

Xie Qinxiao looked at Mu Ruyi standing in front of him, and was in a trance for a moment.

He hasn't been this close to Mu Ruyi for a long time.

She has lost a lot of weight, and the youthful girlish aura on her body has completely faded away.

Today, she is so beautiful that her eyebrows and eyes are flowing.

"Mu Ruyi, haven't you learned to respect people when you grow up!" Song Yingying was annoyed.

"Young Master Xie knew how to write the word 'respect' when he destroyed Ruyi's auction?" Sheng Wantang asked back.

The atmosphere is tense and explosive.

Xie Qinxiao's face was momentarily embarrassed and regretful.

He did this...just because he wanted Mu Ruyi to come and make trouble with him in private.

If you make trouble with him, you are also looking for him.

but.

Mu Ruyi didn't even bother to look at him.

She treats him like a stranger.

Lu Jiyuan twirled the black card Sheng Wantang returned with his fingertips, turning a blind eye to Sheng Wantang's 'bullying' behavior.

Everyone was too shocked to speak.

Not only because Sheng Wantang took out such a large sum of money, but also because of the shining top pink diamond ring on her right ring finger when she signed the check!

And Lu Jiyuan also had a male ring on his left ring finger!

"Miss Sheng, your ring...is beautiful."

The person who spoke wanted to ask if it was the wedding ring with Lu Jiyuan, but he was afraid that it would not end well.

Before Sheng Wantang could speak, Lu Jiyuan said first, "Thank you Mr. Chen, I think so too."

Seven words, did not give any exact information.

"President Lu's leg has completely recovered? Congratulations!"

Someone spoke again, and their eyes kept moving back and forth between Sheng Wantang and Lu Jiyuan's hands.

Lu Jiyuan said: "It's my wife's credit."

Sheng Wantang: "???"

What did she do?

What's the matter with her?

— my wife!

Finally admitted it!

As long as one is not deaf, all three can be heard clearly!

They are just married!

Sheng Wantang is Mrs. Lu!

Before everyone could react, the waiter with Sheng Wantang's check came back again.

"Miss Sheng, your auction fee will be paid by our boss, thank you for your trust in our auction house." He respectfully returned the check.

"You Mr. Zhao probably don't know my wife." Lu Jiyuan frowned.

The waiter shook his head: "Our boss is not Mr. Zhao now, the auction house changed to a new boss yesterday."

"Who is the new boss?" Sheng Wantang was at a loss.

More than 1 million, not more than [-], who is so generous?

Waiter: "I haven't seen it."

"I don't know the person." Sheng Wantang said, "If your company doesn't accept my check, then I don't want the lot."

The waiter seemed to have expected Sheng Wantang to say this in advance.

"Our boss said, you can show him the way and protect him from the cold wind. His life is very precious, and a gift of [-] million yuan is very cheap."