Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again! -
Chapter 42: Touching It Will Rot
Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Touching It Will Rot
Ruan Yingtong held the cake with cream smeared on the corner of her mouth, round eyes admiringly looking at Yun Yue.
Yun Yue always managed to remain so calm, confident, and self-assured.
It was great being her friend.
Mo Fan calmly raised his bidding paddle, increasing the price.
She really wasn’t short on money, even her smallest jobs earned her tens of millions. If she couldn’t outbid, she’d probably resort to robbery.
"Who is it, clashing with us! I want to see who’s not giving any..." Feng Ye’s delicate face showed anger as he walked over to the edge and looked down.
He raised the price and she followed suit; it was already 110 million.
Catching a glimpse of a figure in the booth, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief, his voice coming to an abrupt halt.
Eyes widened.
A brat?!
The girl sat lazily on the couch, playing with her phone, her duckbill hat a signature look for her, both rogue and proud, legs crossed, a boss’s posture.
Totally cool and wildly arrogant!
If not her, then who!
Seeing things again, huh!
Wasn’t she studying in Lan City?
How could she appear in Beijing?!
And at the Tianxi Auction at that!
"What’s the matter?" Xiao Feng walked over, seeing that expression on him was a rare occurrence. Who had he seen to be this shocked?
He glanced over casually, and although he had only seen Yun Yue once, she was unmistakable.
Uniquely unruly to the extreme.
Indeed worthy of his shock.
"Damn! Master Chen, guess who I saw! You’d never imagine!" Feng Ye exclaimed, and Xiao Chen gave him a look.
Lounging on the sofa, Xiao Chen’s slender fingers were clasping a cigarette, a haziness of smoke swirling around him, his gaze sharp, his demeanor noble, his long legs resting on the table, and his features exceptionally clear.
Feng Ye sneered: "I’ve seen the brat!"
Xiao Chen’s cigarette quivered, his eyes dark and profound, thick brows furrowed slightly as he stood up and looked down over the edge.
"The one raising the bid is the sexy woman next to her, seems to be the same person as that biker woman from the entrance of First Middle School last time. The one eating dessert is some female celebrity, quite strange!"
Feng Ye touched his earring, his expression inscrutable, with a scrutinizing look.
This brat was too unusual!
"This woman is so rich! It’s already two billion!" Feng Ye continued to bid, not to be outdone.
"Who the hell is challenging me!" Mo Fan’s eyes flashed with impatience as she raised the bid, tilted her head back, and downed a drink, noticing the three men upstairs looking their way.
She nudged Yun Yue, "Boss, do you know those three?"
They were staring intently at their own boss, their gazes straightforwardly sharp, each with a ghost-seeing expression.
Yun Yue looked up nonchalantly, her eyes catching Xiao Chen, the corners of her lips lifting slightly.
She had known that they were upstairs from the moment Feng Ye started bidding.
She had a hunch before coming that she would run into them. After all, with such a big auction, they were bound to show up and join the crowd, and she had no intention of hiding herself.
She flashed a cryptic smile at Xiao Chen, her gaze wild and proud, glanced at them once, and then looked down to continue playing with her phone.
"Master Chen, is the brat’s look a challenge?" Feng Ye turned his head to ask.
His expression was one of surprise, somewhat uneasy.
Xiao Chen didn’t speak, his gaze deep as he stared for a moment before looking away.
The price had reached three billion, he leaned on the sofa, exhaling a ring of smoke, his expression profound, his voice indifferent, "Stop raising the bid, the other party is determined to win."
He had never seen this item before, but his instincts told him it was anything but simple.
The fact that the other party was so eager to bid on it indicated they knew its purpose, and that it would be just a worthless stone in their hands.
"Master Chen, you can surely spare this little money," Feng Ye didn’t join in the bidding, his gaze playful as it fell on him, smiling without a word.
"Not speaking doesn’t mean people will think you’re mute." Xiao Chen sipped his wine, the taste rich and mellow at first, turning spicy and potent as it went down.
In the end, Mo Fan acquired the item for the price of three billion.
Many in the venue were speculating about the identity of these few individuals who dared to openly challenge Xiao Chen and compete with him financially.
After all, if there was one thing he wasn’t short of, it was money.
Liu Ruijia sat in a corner, her face fluctuating between pale and flushed, having noticed them since the moment they entered the Tianxi Auction.
She could never have imagined that woman would actually spend three billion on a mere stone.
Three billion!
Not thirty million or three hundred million; her eyes didn’t even blink when she made her offer!
Seeing their confident and composed demeanor, and recalling what Yun Yue had said, she felt an inexplicable panic, her fingers tightly pinching her palm—the female lead of "Molan Pavilion"...
"What’s wrong?"
The man beside her noticed her agitation and turned his head to ask.
She concealed her jealous expression and, pointing in Yun Yue’s direction, said, "Do you recognize those two?"
Ji Jian shook his head, his gaze sticking to Mo Fan, "Don’t know them. Never seen them in Beijing; must be from out of town, thinking they are something special with a bit of money, daring to challenge Xiao Chen."
Sensing his gaze, Liu Ruijia gritted her teeth, her eyes darkening.
Men always want to keep an eye on what’s in the pot even while eating from their bowl!
But if these few people weren’t from Beijing, she had nothing to worry about. Did these outsiders really think they could stretch their hands into the Beijing entertainment circle?
Dreamers!
Pei Yingzhuo held up his wine glass, his expression puzzled, "Xiao Chen just let them have it? He doesn’t seem like someone who would care about that little money."
Gu Cong had nothing to say, his gentle and scholarly face marked with deep thought.
"But luckily, Young Master Gu, you told me not to go for it. Those women really aren’t to be trifled with—casually throwing out three billion without so much as blinking, daring to challenge Xiao Chen without giving him any face. I wouldn’t have the nerve."
Even he couldn’t produce three billion just like that, much less dare to challenge Xiao Chen.
"Go get the item. There will probably be quite a few eyes on us tonight." Yun Yue’s lips curled slightly, her gaze wicked, her pale, cool fingertips holding a Black Card.
Mo Fan’s smile deepened, allure on her expression, "If they dare come, we’ll make sure they won’t return!"
She took the Black Card from Yun Yue’s hand and gracefully walked over to the bar to handle the transaction in the back.
Those who were watching Yun Yue noticed the Black Card and its ambiguous significance, their gaze upon Yun Yue growing even more profound.
That Black Card...
Their view was too obscured by darkness, and they were too far away to see the details, only knowing it was a Black Card.
Could it be possible?
They thought not, perhaps they were mistaken or had thought too much of it.
The representative from Tianxi who handled the transactions was a middle-aged man who seemed somewhat shocked when Mo Fan produced the Black Card but quickly concealed his reaction.
After gaining possession of the item, Mo Fan’s sensuous lips curved into a beautiful arc, her voice cool, "I believe Tianxi will remain silent about today’s events?"
The man lowered his eyes, his expression unreadable, "Of course, it’s Tianxi’s rule."
The item was enclosed in a wooden box. Yun Yue opened it to look inside. Ruan Yingtong was curious and reached out to touch it, unable to fathom how such an ordinary stone could be worth three billion.
Yun Yue blocked her hand with a malicious grin, "Touching it might rot your hand."
Scared, she quickly pulled back, remnants of cream on the corner of her mouth, showing a fearful expression, "Yun Yue, don’t scare me."
"Why would I scare you?" She had a deep look in her eyes, closed the box, stored it inside her bag, and then raised her head to scan the surroundings. Noticing everyone harboring their own schemes, her eyes took on a wicked hue.
Licking her lips, a devilish air about her, perhaps tonight would be a good time to stretch her limbs.
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