Chapter 59: The Gamble Is Too Big

After saying this word by word, He Moheng's originally clear and handsome features turned gloomy, and his dark eyes were dyed scarlet with anger.

"Si Tang, you're fine, you're doing very well!"

In such a high-end occasion, with eyes everywhere, he did not rush up to argue with her rudely. Instead, he glared at Si Tang hatefully and pulled Si Xi away.

As Si Xi walked away, she seemed to be still acting coquettishly and trying to soothe him.

Fan Yi stared at He Moheng as he walked away, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the ruby ​​badge on his chest.

Then she silently recalled the scene of Si Tang calling her husband, and felt that she was floating in the air.

As for the raw stones on the iPad, he really had no interest in looking at them, so he just smashed a bunch of them at home for fun.

Over there, He Moheng, suppressing his anger, prepared to take a seat with Si Xi. As they sat down, they felt a sharp pain in their buttocks, and He Moheng couldn't help but jump up from his seat. His expression twisted, and he became extremely angry. Seeing everyone around him looking at him with strange eyes, he finally managed to hold back his rude roar.

Si Xi was no longer so calm, and practically jumped up screaming, pointing a finger at the nearest attendant and shouting.

"Ah! You, what's wrong with you? Why are there nails on the seats? Do you want to die?"

The people around were whispering to each other with different expressions.

"Is this the second daughter of the Si family? How could she be so rude? Look at the way she screamed and jumped up, she's just like a shrew."

"Isn't it said that Miss Si is like a pitiful crabapple? She doesn't look like a lady at all!"

"How embarrassing... But she said there were nails? How could the organizers of such a high-end venue make such a low-level mistake?"

Several servants came over immediately to deal with the situation and called the person in charge over.

"Miss Si Er, you said there was a nail. Can I take a look first?" the person in charge said politely.

Si Xi felt as if her butt was pricked by a needle. She was sure it was either a nail or a steel needle. She didn't care about losing her manners and reached out to touch it, but she only touched smooth fabric. A maid behind her spoke in a low voice.

"Miss Si Er, there is nothing unusual behind you." The female attendant swallowed the words "your butt's clothes are intact."

"How is that possible! You all have to wait for me to complain today!" Si Xi was in a terrible mood. He had just failed to suppress and ridicule Si Tang, and now he was inexplicably pricked in the butt.

But she felt around a few times, and someone beside her even held out a mirror for her to look at, but she couldn't see anything unusual. The pain must have been at least like the pain of a steel nail. She bent down to look for a needle, but couldn't find any.

But her butt still hurts!

What the hell?!

Her expression twisted for a moment, and the servants looked at her with seemingly respect but contempt hidden in their eyes.

It was as if she was deliberately looking for trouble and was extremely rude! Several servants actually dared to treat her like this.

"You guys—" Si Xi wanted to continue to attack, but He Moheng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke coldly.

“That’s enough!”

He Moheng thought Si Xi was being completely ignorant in this situation. Didn't she see that everyone around her was laughing at her? Even he, standing next to her, was being laughed at. Because of the unforeseen circumstances, the auction had been delayed by fifteen minutes, and many of the business leaders present were already expressing their discontent and impatience.

Si Xi was stopped by He Moheng, and her rationality returned a little. She could only suppress her anger. She brushed the hem of her skirt and sat down again gracefully.

Si Xi's gaze swept across Si Tang in the other direction, and he could still hear the praises of him from the people around him.

So mad!

But it doesn’t matter. The auction will start soon, and she wants Brother Mo Heng to buy her birthday present - the finale rough stone!

Moreover, she had obtained inside information before this. A senior figure in the gambling stone industry who was good friends with He Moheng told them that the rough stone No. 8 in this auction would be worth at least tens of millions after being cut.

The outcome of this auction is destined to make Si Xi the winner that everyone is looking forward to!

The auction officially began, and the first few rough stones were sold at good prices. When rough stone number 8 was pushed onto the stage, Si Xi immediately raised his paddle.

"One million!" she shouted, giving Si Tang a provocative look.

Si Tang didn't react, merely staring intently at the close-up of the rough stone on the large screen. The stone was indeed of excellent quality, with a smooth surface and excellent light transmittance, a typical old Burmese pit material. However, the gambling element was greater than Si Tang had anticipated.

Fan Yi wanted to raise the sign and take a picture to teach Si Xi a lesson, but 8856 whispered in his ear.

"It's useless. Whatever she takes pictures of today will increase in value. This is the invisible power of luck in the fate line."

Fan Yi's eyes were cold and icy.

He glanced at the calm Si Tang, then glanced at the disgusting human. Finally, his eyes flashed.

Meanwhile, the price of the rough stone number 8, which Si Xi had bid on, quickly soared to three million, ultimately securing it for three and a half million. She triumphantly requested that the stone be cut on the spot, and the staff fixed the rough stone to a professional cutting machine.

With a "sizzling" sound, the rough stone was split in two, revealing the crystal-clear jadeite inside. The audience suddenly erupted in amazement.

"Ice type! And it's still full of green!" an expert exclaimed.

Si Xi smiled proudly and said, "Brother Mo Heng, we made a fortune! This piece of material is worth at least 20 million!"

He Moheng also smiled and nodded to the people around him. Si Xi turned to Si Tang and said, "Some people just don't have the vision and courage."

Si Tang remained unmoved, as Fan Yi had a pile of raw stones at home that he couldn't finish cutting.

But this woman Si Xi was really as annoying as a fly. Si Tang frowned slightly, and this moment was almost caught by Fan Yi immediately.

"Later, take picture of number 17."

Fan Yi suddenly leaned over and whispered in Si Tang's ear.

Si Tang was stunned and subconsciously glanced at Fan Yi.

The other person gave her a determined look.

When rough stone No. 17 was displayed, the audience booed. This rough stone had a rough surface and an irregular shape, which made it look particularly shabby among the shiny rough stones.

Si Tang looked thoughtful and glanced at Fan Yi again, as if asking a question.

Are you sure?

The gambling element is not just large, but quite large.

Fan Yi just chuckled, "Take a picture of it, it will give you a surprise."

The calm and gentle tone implied the ease with which he was in control of everything. Si Tang suddenly remembered that in Jin Garden, this Mr. Fan Yi also produced an imperial green glass with just a finger.

The starting price was only 200,000, but no one took the bid. Si Tang slowly raised his sign, "200,000."

The auctioneer seemed relieved. "Two hundred thousand once... Two hundred thousand twice..."

"Two hundred and fifty thousand!" Si Xi suddenly shouted, obviously trying to cause trouble.

Si Tang didn't even frown: "Three hundred thousand."

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Four hundred thousand."

When the price reached 600,000, Si Xi finally gave up, but she still forgot to sneer, "Spending 600,000 on a broken stone! As the manager of Xing Nian, sister, you really have a keen eye!"

There was a burst of laughter in the meeting hall.