Chapter 316

"Ann, I'm wrong. I shouldn't force you like this. You're right. Love me and acting are two things that don't conflict. You can go filming. I believe you. I won't let you make a difficult choice any more."

Emperor star a face serious, Xia Wei An did not expect that he would take the initiative to say so, a pair of eyes suddenly smile squint up, asked: "really can?"

"Yes."

Xia Wei'an was still in a little depressed mood. After hearing what he said, he immediately became happy and said, "well, I won't take any plays that have intimate parts in the future, OK?"

Looking at Xia Wei An's smiling eyes, he couldn't help reaching out and touching her head, and said, "good."

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A few days later, at 8 p.m., a private party was being held on the top floor of the Imperial Hotel.

The huge terrace is decorated with lights, men and women are well-dressed and make-up is exquisite.

This party is a charity party jointly held by several companies. Xia's enterprise is one of the organizers. At this time, the charity auction is in progress. The first thing Xia's enterprise brings out for auction is a pair of calligraphy and painting, with a starting price of 10000 and an increase of 10000 each time.

This calligraphy and painting is Xia Zhenwei's handwriting. He usually doesn't have a big hobby. He only likes writing brush and painting. Over the past ten years, he also has a certain foundation, but compared with some famous artists, he is still far behind.

What he brought for auction this time is not so shabby that it's just a pair of calligraphy and paintings he wrote. He just took this opportunity to see whether his calligraphy and paintings are worth money or not.

"Twenty thousand."

"Fifty thousand."

"Eighty thousand."

"A hundred thousand."

There was an offer under the table, but they recognized that Xia Zhenwei was the owner of the calligraphy and painting. Some of them wanted to give him face, while others wanted to take this opportunity to make friends.

At 100000, no one would add more. Xia Zhenwei pursed his lips. He was obviously not very satisfied with the price. Could he be proud that his calligraphy and paintings were only worth 100000?

He is quite narcissistic, but he doesn't know that a little famous calligrapher may not be able to sell his calligraphy and paintings for 100000 yuan. What's more, other people are aiming at him, not this painting.

"Once a hundred thousand."

"Twice a hundred thousand."

The auctioneer knocked the gavel twice and was about to knock the third time to announce the deal when a clear female voice rang out.

"A million."

When they looked at the sound source, they saw a woman sitting quietly on a high stool. She was wearing a light blue cheongsam, which was concave and convex. Her figure was elegant. The cheongsam was opened to one inch under her hips, revealing two long and white legs, which was very attractive.

Her black hair is in a bun, with a simple hairpin and pearl earrings. Her makeup is so elegant that she seems to have come from the Republic of China.

At this time to see everyone's eyes are in their own body, she did not feel uncomfortable, but with a smile, this person is Chu Yan'er!

"Didn't you hear that Chu Yan'er had been hidden in the snow and had a miserable life recently?"

"Yes, I've heard that I've been forced to drink with my friends by debt. How can I be so generous now?"

"Such a painting and calligraphy cost one million yuan. It's either stupid or it's just to save face for Xia Zong."

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The sound around is very harsh. Chu Yan'er pretends that she can't hear. The auctioneer decides that the calligraphy and painting belong to Chu Yan'er. She takes it and is ready to leave. At this time, Xia Zhenwei comes.