The entire banquet hall fell silent, except for the lingering echo of "seventy million".

To Qiao Zhen, it was deafening.

Has Lu Zheng gone mad?!

She tremblingly raised her eyes to look at the man beside her, only to see his exquisitely handsome profile, calmly staring straight ahead, as if he were not the one who had shouted out the exorbitant price.

Qiao really wanted to ask him why he didn't listen to her advice.

Why could he tolerate a flawed wedding ring?

Song Ruyi gritted her teeth, her mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood, and glared fiercely at Qiao Zhen.

How dare Qiao Zhen pretend not to see her and disobey her orders?

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zheng leaned back, moving his chair back slightly, which blocked Qiao Zhen's view.

Song Ruyi was so angry she wanted to curse, so she shook the man with glasses hard.

"It's really no use..." the bespectacled man said helplessly.

Looking across the entire Jiangcheng, no one has the same courage as Lu Zheng, who is known as a "god"!

Song Ruyi angrily shook off the bespectacled man's hand. Her family did not agree to her spending more money to bid for the Eternal Heart. Did she really have to let Lu Zheng get his wish?

She had already started imagining that after missing out on the wedding ring she had been longing for, this man known as the God of Lu would put aside his pride and launch a fierce offensive against her.

At this moment, Lu Zheng moved again.

He tilted his head slightly toward table number three, his deep, dark eyes looking in her direction, a cold smile playing on his lips, as if mocking her overestimation of her abilities.

Enraged, Song Ruyi abruptly stood up, ready to bid again, "Seven thousand one..."

The bespectacled man was startled and quickly covered her mouth, forcibly pressing her down.

Unexpectedly, they used too much force and lost control. As the chairs overturned, the two of them fell directly to the ground. No one in the banquet hall was speaking, so the tearing sound of their clothes was particularly loud.

Everyone instinctively looked over; the dress straps fluttered down her shoulders, gradually revealing large expanses of fair skin, and then down to the most important part…

"Ah!" Song Ruyi exclaimed, hurriedly covering her chest, her face visibly turning red.

The hostesses came to help and hurriedly helped Song Ruyi up.

Although Song Ruyi was promiscuous, she still had some self-respect at the charity gala. At this moment, she kept her head down and dared not look at anyone. The bespectacled man held her close to his chest and carefully protected her as they fled the banquet hall in a disheveled state.

Some of the heiresses exchanged glances, revealing knowing, mocking smiles.

It's so satisfying to see Song Ruyi make a fool of herself!

"Seventy million, for the third time!"

As the host spoke with resounding force, the gavel fell heavily.

The decision was final.

"Sold! Congratulations, Mr. Lu."

Everyone quickly snapped out of Song Ruyi's little farce, and applause and whistles filled the banquet hall as reporters frantically pressed their camera shutters.

Amidst congratulations and the cameras, Lu Zheng remained indifferent, his icy aura deterring his tablemates from approaching.

Mr. Zhang looked Lu Zheng and Qiao Zhen up and down, and sneered, "Mr. Lu couldn't get that painting, so he's taking his anger out on these rings? There's no point in being a sucker."

Lu Zheng didn't even glance at him. "I'm happy."

Mr. Zhang's face stiffened slightly. He snorted coldly and turned his face away, wanting to find someone to laugh at Lu Zheng with.

But others didn't see it that way. Lu Zheng casually produced seventy million, convincing everyone that the rings were worth far more than that, and moreover—

"Is this a wedding ring for Miss Shen?"

"Damn, this love is insanely enviable!"

Soon, the headline "Lu Zheng spends 70 million yuan to buy a wedding ring for his fiancée" quickly became a trending topic on major online platforms.

Seeing the trending topic on social media, Shenyan, who was far away in another city, clicked on it with delight.

The reporter's photos were taken from a rather tricky angle, showing only Lu Zheng's back, the wedding ring photo on the big screen, and the huge transaction price in yuan. Qiao Zhen's head was barely visible, making it impossible to tell whether she was male or female.

"Mr. Lu is so thoughtful," exclaimed a female friend beside her. "There's no happier woman in the world than you!"

Shen Yan said shyly, "So you invited me here on a business trip to surprise me."

Her friend took Chen Yan's arm, her eyes full of envy, and said, "Congratulations on your marriage, and may you have a baby soon!"

Shen Yan enjoyed the feeling of being envied and admired. She raised her left hand in front of the crystal chandelier and couldn't help but imagine that at their sacred wedding, Lu Zheng would lovingly put this wedding ring on her finger.

She smiled and said that when she returned to Jiangcheng, she would tell her grandfather to set a wedding date with Lu Zheng.

At this moment, in the banquet hall, Qiao Zhen secretly checked her phone; there was no news from Song Ruyi.

Although she couldn't fulfill Song Ruyi's request, she believed that Song Ruyi would definitely not release the photos.

It's pointless to kill her before you've had enough fun.

Song Ruyi's torment will be long, but from another perspective, it is her chance to turn the tide.

Qiao Zhen looked at the WeChat message from Yan Simiao, but had no interest in how rare and expensive the final item in tonight's auction was.

“Zhenzhen, don’t blame yourself. It’s just that our family has a grudge against Mr. Zhang and wants to get revenge on him. My dad will send someone to contact the Song family and we will definitely get back all the photos and backups.”

Qiao Zhen replied, "Thank you for your help, Uncle Yan. I will do my best to hold Song Ruyi back."

Inadvertently, she noticed Lu Zheng's fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, as if he, like her, didn't want to stay at the banquet any longer.

Qiao Zhen was a little confused. She took a deep breath and continued to communicate with Yan Simiao.

The last item sold for 30 million, making Lu Zheng the most eye-catching figure at tonight's charity auction.

After the auction, there was a cocktail party for guests to socialize and for reporters to take photos and conduct interviews.

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