Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The Qin family is very big.

In addition to several main houses for living, there are many different functional areas.

For example, the venue for today’s auction and the dance party are in a garden area dedicated to welcoming guests.

Clusters of bamboo groves surround the huge space. Guests dressed in Western-style formal attire walk through a long stone path and arrive at the courtyard where guests are actually received.

When walking along this road, many people who came to the Qin family for the first time couldn't help but say that they felt like they had traveled through time, but there were also guests who had more contact with the Qin family, who changed into Hanfu or Tang suits as expected.

"It doesn't matter. This is the feeling Qin Wu wants."

A female guest who was obviously very familiar with Qin Wu was wearing a cheongsam and a cape. She was holding a fan in her hand and covered her lips with a smile: "He has a weird aesthetic and loves to mix and match. The more weird and incongruous it is, the more he likes it. Many years ago, this was a formal semi-open-air auditorium, but he tore it down and rebuilt it."

"Really? Then doesn't your outfit just fit his aesthetic?"

"I'm not doing this to match his aesthetics, I'm doing this to match the aesthetics of this garden - it's a rare opportunity for the Qin family to open up, so of course I have to have some fun."

"Yan San, haven't you been playing with Qin Wu, Xie Bai and the others since you were little? Why do you seem to be here so seldom?"

The woman called Yan San was about to answer when a very conspicuous tall figure suddenly passed by her.

She was a woman wearing a blue dress, black Martin boots, and a strange mask.

When that exaggerated, strange, yet inexplicably beautiful color floated past his eyes, Yan San immediately forgot what he was going to say. He was stunned for a long time before he opened his mouth and shouted passionately, "Wait for me, beauty! Can you sell me your mask? Or do you want to auction the mask? I'll give you two hundred thousand!"

"..."

When the beauty heard the word "mask", she realized that someone was calling her. She stopped and turned to take a look.

Miss Yan, who was about to catch up, suddenly saw the full face of the mask. She gasped in shock and stopped where she was.

Then she heard two cold words from behind the mask: "Not for sale."

The masked beauty walked away.

Miss Yan, however, remained standing there in a daze.

Another customer came up to her and couldn't help laughing at her: "Why are you crazy? How can anyone who can come here lack your 200,000 yuan? You can pay about 1 million yuan."

"One million is not impossible."

The woman put away her fan and looked up at the disappearing figure thoughtfully. After a moment, she suddenly smiled again, "But this person is more eye-catching than me - I thought I was definitely the protagonist who best fits the theme of today's event."

The red veil half covered her eyes, also hiding the deep excitement in them: "I have a feeling that there will be a big show to watch today!"

The folding fan slapped heavily on her palm, and then the woman gracefully unfolded it and walked in slowly, swaying it.

This weird and incongruous look, yet somehow in line with her temperament, made the guests behind her couldn't help but shake their heads.

"The Yan family's jewelry stores are almost bankrupt. How can they still be qualified to come to the Qin family's auction? What can she afford?"

Someone whispered.

"Don't you know? It's Zhu Qiangwei who is hosting the auction today."

"Rose Auction House?"

"Yes, she has a good relationship with Yan San, so she got the invitation through the back door."

"Tsk tsk, the Yan family is not in bad shape. They were on good terms with the Qin family a few years ago..."

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Since there is still some time before the auction starts, most of the guests will go to the guest rooms to rest for a while after arriving, or communicate and interact freely in various corners of the garden.

When Qin Wu came over slowly, he got the news that the immortal demon was sleeping in the guest room.

He thought about it and decided to meet him in advance.

It was a long time after the door was knocked that the guest's voice was heard.

"Who?"

Short pronunciation, cold tone.

It falls into my ears like water drops falling into an icy lake.

For some reason, Qin Wu suddenly paused - he wondered if he had heard this voice somewhere before?

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In the exact opposite direction of the garden.

It was completely different from the bustling scene with servants coming and going and distinguished guests flocking in.

It's quiet, empty and desolate here.

Even in winter, the dense forest blocked almost all of the sky, the soil was wet and overgrown with weeds.

Walking deeper along the road that seems to be nowhere, you will suddenly see a tall, transparent, but broken glass greenhouse.

The spire emerged from the treetops, and the cracked glass reflected the dim skylight.

The visitor walked all the way to the shabby glass door of the greenhouse. She stood there for a long time before finally stepping in.