Chapter 56 You Treat Differently

In the evening, Lu Yiqiao went to the exhibition alone, and Lu Zhaoye was also busy, so Jiang Tingwan took Ruan Yue to the Sotheby's auction site.

The lights are bright at this moment.

Jiang Tingwan and Ruan Yue took their seats quietly.

Ruan Yue didn't know that she was the protagonist of the night, she just thought she was accompanying her sister to the exhibition.

When the rare pink diamond known as the "Pink Star" was presented on the stand, the lights in the venue dimmed and only the gems in the display case reflected a dreamy light under the spotlight.

The pure pink hue is like the first blossom of cherry blossoms, or the morning glow reflecting on the snow, and it shines brightly against the black velvet.

Ruan Yue's eyes widened slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Tingwan raised the corners of his lips slightly, observing her reaction calmly.

This pink diamond is most suitable for a bright girl like her.

The auction begins.

The starting price was 60 million. Jiang Tingwan directly raised the sign: "100 million."

The whole audience was in an uproar.

This price has far exceeded the estimated price, and it is obvious that someone is determined to get it.

However, to her surprise, there were still two people who refused to let go.

The price kept rising, 200 million, 250 million, 300 million... Jiang Tingwan frowned and raised his eyes.

Shen Guan in the box on the second floor also looked over indifferently.

Their eyes met.

He obviously didn't expect to meet her here.

Then he shook his head and chuckled, putting down the bidding card, thus giving it to her.

The bidder on the other side——

It turned out to be Lu Zhaoye.

He said he had something to do, and it turned out he was also here for the auction.

He leaned back in his chair, playing with the number plate with his slender fingers.

Seeing that it was Jiang Tingwan, Lu Zhaoye raised his eyebrows and looked at her teasingly.

Why is he present at every auction?

Jiang Tingwan narrowed her eyes, her eyes full of warning.

Lu Zhaoye glanced at Ruan Yue beside her, then looked back at Jiang Tingwan, and finally let out a "tsk" and put down the number tag.

"Three hundred and sixty million, deal!"

The gavel fell and the audience burst into applause.

Jiang Tingwan stood up gracefully and was about to take Ruan Yue away, but a waiter respectfully stopped them.

"Ms. Jiang, the original owner of the lot wishes to hand it over in person."

Jiang Tingwan paused, thought for a moment, turned to Ruan Yue who was still in a daze and said, "You go."

Although she took the photo, it was a gift she prepared for Ruan Yue.

Ruan Yue was always reluctant to spend lavishly, and he didn't buy much after he came back.

"Ah?" Ruan Yue blinked blankly.

Jiang Tingwan chuckled: "Who do you think I took this photo for?"

Ruan Yue’s eyes widened instantly.

"Go quickly."

Jiang Tingwan gently pushed her and said, "Remember to thank them for giving up their love."

She looked at Ruan Yue's back, and the corners of her lips rose unconsciously.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into Shen Guan who was standing behind him without knowing when.

The man was wearing a well-tailored suit, looking dignified and elegant.

"Why is Mr. Shen here?"

She asked, raising an eyebrow.

Shen Guan's eyes swept behind her imperceptibly.

He took out a diamond hairpin from his pocket, said "business trip", and naturally raised his hand to pin the hairpin on her temple.

Jiang Tingwan didn't dodge, letting his slender fingers brush through her hair, teasing:

"Come to the auction on a business trip?"

Shen Guan chuckled, his fingertips lingering around her ears.

"I came, but I can only leave empty-handed."

He glanced at the auction table meaningfully.

Jiang Tingwan's heart skipped a beat - so he came here just for this pink diamond?

Did he originally want to take a photo for...

This thought made her subconsciously look away and want to leave.

The next moment, Shen Guan pinched her chin, turned her eyes away, and forced her to look at him.

"What are you running away from?"

He stroked her chin with his thumb. "I gave them to whoever I wanted to give them to."

That's too direct.

Just as Jiang Tingwan was thinking about how to respond, a bony hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her away.

Lu Zhaoye stood between the two men with a gloomy expression, his eyes sweeping across Shen Guan like a knife.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Lu."

Chen Guan calmly withdrew his hand, and the smile did not reach his eyes.

Lu Zhaoye didn't respond at all and was about to leave by pulling Jiang Tingwan, but Chen Guan put his arm around her shoulders at the same time.

The two men stood on the left and the right, neither of them willing to give in.

Jiang Tingwan was caught in the middle and could almost feel the crackling sparks in the air.

"you......"

Jiang Tingwan's heart was throbbing and she was about to have an attack when she caught a glimpse of Ruan Yue coming back.

She immediately and nimbly pulled herself out from between the two of them and walked quickly towards him.

When she walked to Ruan Yue's side, Jiang Tingwan discovered that the pink diamond was already on her hand, on her ring finger.

What was even more strange was that Ruan Yue was a little absent-minded, and only came back to his senses when she approached.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Tingwan's voice deepened a little, and his sharp eyes swept over the ring on her hand.

"What did the seller do to you?"

Ruan Yue followed her line of sight and suddenly smiled: "What are you thinking about, sister?"

She took off the ring neatly with a bright and natural smile.

"I just wanted to try it on myself."

Jiang Tingwan stared at her for a few seconds, and only felt relieved when he confirmed that she looked normal.

But when she turned around, she didn't notice that Ruan Yue quietly clenched the ring box in her hand, until her knuckles turned white.

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As soon as Jiang Tingwan reached the door, her way was blocked by a tall figure.

Lu Zhaoye leaned against the door frame with his arms folded across his chest. The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms.

The wall lamp in the corridor cast shadows of varying depths on his well-defined face, making him look dangerous and depressed. His dark eyes stared at her solemnly.

"What?" She raised an eyebrow.

The man pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Jiang Tingwan waited for a moment and chuckled: "If you don't want to talk, get out of the way."

After waiting for a few seconds, he still didn't speak, so Jiang Tingwan simply turned around.

"I'm leaving without saying anything."

"There are plenty of rooms anyway."

But as soon as she took a step, her wrist was grabbed by a strong force.

This time, Lu Zhaoye used incredibly great strength. He pulled her into his arms and grabbed her waist with his other hand.

Jiang Tingwan frowned in pain and raised her hand to his chest: "Lu Zhaoye, what are you crazy about?"

The man turned a deaf ear to her and instead held her other hand tightly, his voice tinged with gritted teeth.

"You treat them differently."

"What's the difference between me and you?" Jiang Tingwan looked up at him, but was stunned when she saw his eyes clearly.

Those always cynical eyes were now frighteningly dark, like the sea before a storm.

Lu Zhaoye suddenly spun around, put one hand behind her head, pushed her against the wall, and leaned down.

Jiang Tingwan subconsciously tilted her head, but only felt the warm breath spraying on her neck.

He buried his head in the crook of her neck.

"Look,"

His voice was muffled and contained a hint of grievance.

"You hide when I get close to you. Why don't you push Shen Guan away when he touches you?"

Jiang Tingwan was stunned.

This usually unruly man now hung on her like a large, aggrieved dog.

Shen Guan has always been tactful, and since it was in public, she certainly had no place to hide...

Jiang Tingwan raised her hand and gently stroked his tense back, her voice softening a little.

"Get up and talk nicely."

"Get up and let you run?" His breath was hot.

The skin on her neck was itchy from being rubbed by his hair, and Jiang Tingwan was helpless: "Why should I run?"

"When have you ever wanted to run away when I got close to you?"

He raised his head.

Jiang Tingwan then noticed that his cheeks were flushed unnaturally and his breath had a faint scent of whiskey.

It turned out that he was drunk.

"You took his things," he stared at her stubbornly, "so you have to take mine too."

Jiang Tingwan raised her eyebrows: "Then why don't you take it out?"

However, Lu Zhaoye refused to let go and just buried his head again.

"Right pocket, take it yourself."

How afraid are you that she will run away?

Jiang Tingwan had no choice but to reach into his suit pocket and touched a small velvet box.

"Put it on." He said in a hoarse voice, "I'll let you go once you put it on."

Open the box.

A pair of sapphire earrings glowed like the deep sea in the moonlight.

She raised her eyes: "How can I wear it like this?"

Lu Zhaoye then let go, but still held her waist tightly.

She put on the earrings, and the cool gems made her earlobes look even whiter.

He stood up, stared at the flickering blue light on her earlobe for a few seconds, then suddenly buried his head in her neck and asked in a muffled voice:

"Do you like it?"

"I like it." She said casually, "Who wouldn't like a treasure that comes to your doorstep?"

Lu Zhaoye's eyes darkened and he murmured softly, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"I brought it to your doorstep, but you didn't like it..."

His breath brushed against her collarbone, stirring up a shudder.

"Um?"

Jiang Tingwan didn't hear clearly.

When she asked again, he suddenly seemed to have run out of strength and hung on her again.

Jiang Tingwan patted his back, but there was no response. Suspecting that he was drunk, she had no choice but to help him into the room.

The moment the door closed.

The man who should have been drunk unconscious slowly opened his eyes.

Under the moonlight, those eyes were clear and sharp, without any trace of drunkenness.