Guest 26 raised his sign: "30 million!"

The emcee said excitedly, "thirty thousand times on the 26th! Thirty million taels on the 26th..."

Guest 31 raised his sign: "35 million!"

The scene was suddenly in an uproar. The driver was even more excited and repeated the count: "Mr. 31 paid 35 million! 35 million once, is there anything higher!?"

Guest 3 gritted his teeth and raised his sign: "38 million!"

In just three minutes, the bracelet has risen from a low price of 27 million to 10 million!

Two more minutes later, the higher the price, the default price for each bidding is to add 500000, instead of the previous forthright, million bid.

Seeing that the last merchant in the imperial capital was about to clinch a deal for 43.5 million, Feng churui slowly raised his card: "45 million."

The emcee looked at it and was overjoyed: "Mr. Feng churui is willing to bid 45 million for this pink diamond bracelet on the 8th. Does anyone here have a higher price? 45 million times on the 8th! 45 million twice on the 8th! 45 million three times on the 8th! 45 million transactions!"

Finally, there is no suspense. People no longer bid. First, the price is too high. Second, Feng churui wants it. Who dares to rob without sight?

This is the gift he gave. The rules of the Charity Association also auction all the gifts given by guests. It is obvious that he doesn't intend to give them out. He just goes through the motions and takes back his hands.

Wu Xuewei first returned to her hotel room. Her hair was torn apart. Before she took off her dress and high heels, the doorbell rang.

How could someone ring the doorbell at this time?

She didn't order a meal

Wu Xuewei went to open the door depressed. Feng churui stood in front of her and looked at her long hair spreading soft. With a little tiredness on her face, she smiled gracefully: "can I go in?"

Why is he here?

It's still haunting, isn't it!

"No!" Wu Xuewei is going to close the door with a cold face.

Feng churui stretched out his hand to block it, and then squeezed in regardless of her angry appearance.

Wu Xuewei ran to him, reached out and stopped him, hostile to him: "you can't come in, go out!"

Feng churui's eyes sank. "Don't look at me like this. Don't look at me like this."

Wu Xuewei sniffed disapprovingly, and then stretched out her hand to push him, "you are not welcome here. Now go out immediately!"

Feng churui was pushed back by her for two steps, and a lot of helplessness flashed on his face. "It's more than a month, isn't it enough for you to calm down? Xuewei, are you sure you want to treat me like this all the time? Let's have a good talk, huh?"

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

"Wu Yuqing's child is not mine. I haven't touched her. As for the hidden marriage between me and her, it's just a misunderstanding. It's not true..." he tried to explain to her that her mood should be calm for more than a month.

At this time, she should listen more or less.

He no longer forced her to forgive him immediately, and he didn't want to separate the two places. Getting married was even more painful than not getting married.

Wu Xuewei painfully closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she had already lost her patience. She looked at him coldly: "what's the use of talking about these now? Can you give me back my lost child? You said you and Wu Yuqing were misunderstandings, ha ha... What a big misunderstanding, this is the most bullshit misunderstanding I've ever seen! Feng churui, in fact, I've really had enough."