The scumbag Bai Lianhua was abused, and Li Shao specifically asked to marry her

The banquet was eerily quiet.

Su Nianqing's father, Sun Qingdong, had been standing behind Zhou Menglan.

It can be seen that the woman was at a disadvantage in front of this big man, and she hurried forward to flatter him;

"Master Su, President Li! Look, this is just a little fight between girls. There's no need to make such a big fuss, right?"

How could Meng Qingyan not see such a humble and peaceful attitude?

But in the end, their calculations were wrong. After all, it was his precious daughter who started the trouble. I don't know if he knew about what Su Nianqing had done in secret.

He pulled the suit in his hand tighter, then walked to a position parallel to Su Junrui, showing no mercy to the smiling man;

"You said that so lightly. A bracelet that was once on display in Hall 1 was overturned by your little words? Are you going to bear the loss?"

As soon as these words came out;

There was constant discussion in the audience, especially from the girl who had just announced that she would buy eight or ten pairs of shoes for charity. Her face was full of disbelief, but when she noticed that people were staring at her, she tried to lower her head, for fear that everyone would remember her remarks.

Sun Qingdong just stood there in a daze, not coming to his senses for a long time, until he heard his daughter beside him roar in disbelief.

"No, it's impossible! You liar, how could she have the items in Hall 1! How could she be qualified to enter there!"

Hall One is the world's largest jewelry auction house, and HERZ is its largest shareholder. It only holds auctions once a month, and the number of exhibits never exceeds ten.

Each exhibit is unique, and these unique pieces are what the wealthy families are vying for. I think they like to be different, not to have the same style as anyone else, and to be in excellent condition.

She had no idea of ​​Mu Xingran's identity and refused to believe that the bracelet she was wearing came from Hall No. 1.

"Su Nianqing, in your eyes, is it true that as long as you can't enter a place, no one in the imperial capital can set foot there?"

Although everyone was shocked by the news, Sun Qingdong tried hard to appear calm and wanted to continue struggling.

After all, what Meng Qingyan just said was right, that was a place that even he was not qualified to set foot in.

If the bracelet really came from there, and if he allowed his daughter to protect that girl, the ending would definitely be difficult to handle.

"Ms. Meng! You can't prove this with just your words. How can you prove that the bracelet came from Hall No. 1?"

Staring at Sun Qingdong's guilty eyes, Meng Qingyan displayed the evidence without saying a word.

Then the receipt and invoice with the special seal of Hall No. 1 appeared on the big screen, but in the face of such ironclad evidence, Su Nianqing still refused to believe it.

"It's fake! You must be cheating!"

Su Nianqing's face was extremely ugly at this moment. Even though she knew in her heart that she had fallen again today, how could she, who had always been proud and arrogant, be willing to admit defeat in front of everyone.

But in the face of her unreasonable behavior, Meng Qingyan still looked indifferent.

Even though the two siblings of the Mu family, the people involved, were looking at everything happening in disbelief, she was still as cool and calm as usual.

Seeing Su Nianqing's attitude of seeking death, she waved her hand and gave a wink to Mo Feng who had been guarding the door.

Then, in full view of everyone, he took out his cell phone and contacted the manager of Hall No. 1 - Li Sen.

But before that, when everyone's eyes were on the stage, he had already told the other party everything that had happened, and had repeatedly warned them not to reveal Meng Qingyan's identity.

The previous evidence was also provided by Li Sen. He wanted to make Su Nianqing compromise, but she was so ungrateful. So she couldn't blame anyone for the situation she was about to face.

After all, she was just humiliating herself out of her own self-righteousness.

"Brother Mo, take me to say hello to Miss Meng! As for what you asked me to confirm, I think my appearance at this moment is the best proof!"

A man's elegant and polite voice was heard on the big screen. Although his words were very polite, everyone present felt that these few words were full of anger.

Li Sen is the global head of Hall No. 1 on the surface. All items in each auction must be authenticated by him.

In addition, he is a master in jewelry appraisal. However, since the establishment of Hall No. 1 three years ago, he has no longer appeared for outsiders, and has personally presided over every auction.

No matter how high the bid is, it is impossible to make it serve any wealthy family.

But now, because of what was just called a minor fight, he actually showed up in person to verify it. This was nothing more than giving Sun Qingdong and his daughter, as well as Zhou Menglan, another loud slap in the face.

"Thank you, Mr. Li Sen!"

The expressions of the people in the audience were exactly the same. Before they could react to the reversal caused by Li Sen's appearance, they heard Meng Qingyan's polite words, and then immediately hung up the video call without giving the other party a chance to greet them.

After the successive blows, Su Nianqing really had no more excuses to make, and Sun Qingdong was no longer able to defend her.

He could only change his eyes, coax his daughter gently, and tell her what the girl had done.

But after all, there are still some things that everyone doesn't know. Even the big guys who have appeared now are people she can't afford to offend.

But what I am more worried about is that after that person comes out, he will tell everything he did secretly.

He subconsciously glanced in the direction of the lounge on the second floor, still unwilling to speak.

But Li Jinchen had seen everything she did just now, and seeing that the little girl's patience was almost exhausted, he directly called Chen Feng and ordered people to go to the second floor to arrest the person.

Seeing this, Su Nianqing wanted to struggle forward to stop him, but was suppressed by his father.

not long;

The girl who had just bumped into Mu Xingran was pushed to the middle of the venue by Chen Feng and his men.

But when people looked up, before Meng Qingyan could say anything, Mu Zeyu's roar was heard;

"Miduoer! It's you!"

They were still confused about the girl's identity, but when Mu Zeyu called out her name, Meng Qingyan and Mu Xingran also remembered why they felt that this girl looked familiar.

Isn’t she one of the good friends who had a small gathering with Xu Jianan in the restaurant that day?

The discussions about Mu Zeyu echoed in his mind again, and the anger that he suppressed that day now surged up;

"So it's you! You were so arrogant in the restaurant the other day, saying that you were the Mu family's young lady and Mu Zeyu's girlfriend! How come you were forced out like this today? Why didn't you tell your brother Zeyu about your grievances?"

Although he didn't know what the relationship between Michelle and Mu Zeyu was, Mu Xingran had completely lost his mind and pushed Mu Zeyu away, as if he didn't want to have anything to do with him at all.

The sudden external force caused Mu Zeyu to stagger, but he quickly stood firm, and then hurried back to his sister, defending himself with a serious face;

"Xingran, what do you mean? When did I have a girlfriend like her?"

"You have so many beautiful women out there, who knows when this is the peach blossom debt you left behind!"

She didn't want to pay any attention to Mu Zeyu's current panic. She once again deliberately distanced herself from the man and vented all her grievances on him. She walked directly to Meng Qingyan's direction to seek comfort.

Knowing that Mu Xingran was in a bad mood again, he knew that now was not the time to bring up old issues, so he took the initiative to step forward and stand between the brother and sister to prevent them from continuing to argue about trivial issues.