The people below looked shocked.
The wealthy young men whispered to each other, full of surprise, "It turned out that it was the prince of the Beijing circle who took the initiative to pursue her. I never thought it would happen."
Shi Heng tightened his arms, protecting Gu Youran even tighter, and looked around again.
"Let me be frank here. My wife is beautiful, kind-hearted, and extremely talented. If anyone dares to touch her or talk behind her back, don't blame me, Shi Heng, for being rude."
When these words came out, everyone gasped in shock.
The power of the Mohist school is enough to make people fearful, and now the prince of the Beijing circle has added to the clout. Gu Youran's background is simply unfathomable.
The smiles on the faces of those young ladies from aristocratic families froze, and their hearts full of admiration turned into sadness.
He could only watch helplessly as Shi Heng lovingly cared for Gu Youran.
At this moment, they all knew that they no longer had a chance.
Shi Heng lowered his head, looking at Gu Youran with eyes full of doting, and asked softly, "Wife, have I made myself clear?"
Gu Youran's eyes were slightly red, and she was shining with happiness. She nodded and said, "Well, thank you, husband."
This heartwarming scene, coupled with Shi Heng's domineering declaration, made everyone completely understand that the love between this couple is as deep as the ocean.
With such a strong backing, who in this circle would dare to provoke Gu Youran in the future?
Mu Xuewei and Qiao Xiaoran stood aside, looking at each other, their eyes full of jealousy and bitterness.
Especially Mu Xuewei, who used to regard herself as the most famous socialite in Beijing. In any social occasion, everyone's attention was always focused on her first.
The spotlights flashed non-stop, praise and flattery came like a tide, and wherever she stood, she was the center of attention.
Although Qiao Xiaoran was slightly inferior, she could still feel very proud because of the influence.
But now, the situation has changed suddenly.
The lights in the exhibition hall were still bright, but the focus had shifted to Gu Youran.
Madam Mo supported him publicly.
Shi Heng protects his wife domineeringly.
The sounds of exclamations and envy from the crowd were endless.
Mu Xuewei stood in the corner, the champagne in her hand had lost its bubbles and became bland.
She looked at Gu Youran, who was surrounded by people and looked radiant, and felt a surge of bitterness in her heart.
The halo that once surrounded him has now quietly shifted to Gu Youran.
She clutched the hem of her skirt, her nails digging into the fabric, but she could only watch.
He was filled with resentment, which flashed across his face.
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Night falls.
On the cruise ship, Shi Heng and Gu Youran had just walked out of the beautifully decorated restaurant.
Shi Heng put his hand on her waist, a gentle smile on his lips, "Is dinner to your taste?"
Gu Youran raised her head slightly, the bright lights reflected in her eyes, and she replied softly, "Yeah, it's especially delicious, especially that dessert. How did you know I like it?"
Shi Heng's smile deepened, his eyes full of doting, "I naturally take your preferences to heart."
Gu Youran felt sweet in her heart, and the taste was even sweeter than the dessert she had just tasted.
The two walked hand in hand into the auction site on the top floor of the cruise ship.
The venue was crowded and bustling.
The lights on the auction table were exceptionally bright, making each item dazzling.
Shi Heng and Gu Youran found two empty seats in the venue and sat down, waiting for the auction to begin.
Shi Heng leaned over and leaned close to Gu Youran's ear. His warm breath gently brushed against her earlobe. He said with a hint of doting, "Youbao, if you see anything you like, just tell me and I'll take a picture of it for you."
Gu Youran's cheeks flushed slightly as she glanced at him in a reproachful manner. "Okay, I get it. It depends on whether we're compatible."
The auction bell rang on time.
Diamonds, jade jewelry, antique clocks, limited edition top-quality jewelry, etc., one by one, are auctioned.
Shi Heng always paid attention to Gu Youran's reaction. As long as there was a hint of excitement in her eyes, he would raise the sign without hesitation.
But Gu Youran just sat there leisurely with a calm expression. These priceless treasures could hardly cause a ripple in her eyes.
At the very end, the host's voice suddenly rose, then deliberately lowered, revealing a sense of mystery. "Next, we're going to unveil tonight's most important and special lot!"
The whole place was suddenly silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
"The master of the collecting world, Mr. Qin, has produced a mysterious ancient painting that has been passed down in his family for generations!"
Following the host's introduction, the assistant carefully unfolded the scroll.
The yellowed paper and the simple brushstrokes reveal the weight of history.
"Although we don't know the master artist behind this painting, our ancestors taught us that the painting holds within it a profound meaning. Generations of Qin family descendants have studied it, yet they have never been able to grasp its profound meaning."
"After much deliberation, the old man decided to bring it here. If anyone here can solve this eternal mystery, the old man is willing to entrust this treasure to that person for one yuan."
As soon as he finished speaking, the whole audience was shocked.
The guests were whispering to each other and leaning forward impatiently, their eyes fixed on the ancient painting.
This is a landscape painting with an ancient charm. The mountains are undulating and shrouded in clouds and mist. It seems plain and ordinary, but it exudes a hint of mystery.
Gu Youran also sat up straight and looked at the painting from a distance, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.
The two experts who usually prided themselves on their collection and appreciation could no longer contain themselves. They exchanged glances with each other, then hurriedly stood up and walked towards the stage.
"Mr. Zhang, you have to look carefully. If you can figure out the trick, you'll make a fortune!"
"Hmph, do I need to tell you? I've been immersed in this for decades, and I don't believe I can't see the mystery in this painting." Old Zhang put on his reading glasses and moved closer to the ancient painting to examine it carefully.
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