Mo Qingcheng was so excited she almost jumped up. Wasn't this the little eagle she had raised in her previous life?
Sensing Mo Qingcheng's emotional fluctuations, Farm King spoke up to warn her, "Little witch, be careful not to fall into a trap. What if your enemy also travels through time?"
A bucket of cold water was poured over her head down the slope. Mo Qingcheng frowned slightly. An enemy from her past life?
Whatever!
Just do it!
Farmer curled his lip: "Little witch, better be careful. Why does this seem so unreliable? Only a few people know Little Eagle's secret..."
Yes, you could count the number of people who knew about the relationship between Little Eagle and me on one hand. Could it be that my time travel was not accidental, but rather a scheme orchestrated by someone?
That's terrifying!
This instructor is so scared...
Seeing that Mo Qingcheng's mood was a bit off, Bai Yi frowned slightly: "Madam, the auction has begun..."
Huh? It's started?
Mo Qingcheng lowered her gaze slightly. A bewitching woman stood in the center of the stage, every gesture exuding charm. The woman's name was Qing Mei, a star performer at the Yue Lai Auction House, renowned far and wide for her silver tongue.
Below the stage, pairs of eyes, glowing with a green light, were glued to Qingmei, especially her slender waist.
"Tsk tsk, what a natural beauty," Mo Qingcheng sighed softly as she looked down at her own small frame.
"Thinking about the contract..."
Bai Yi: "..."
I recognize each character individually, so why do I not quite understand them when they're put together?
Mo Qingcheng lay lazily on the bouncy chair, occasionally glancing at the auction stage.
Hei Yi, the lackey, pushed the fruit plate to the edge of the table, so that Mo Qingcheng could reach it.
Mo Yi and Mo San gave Hei Yi disdainful looks, but Hei Yi didn't care at all. Following the madam meant there would be plenty of meat to eat; wasn't this a great way to make money?
hey-hey……
What shocked him even more was yet to come.
Mo Qingcheng waved her hand: "Eat up, don't just look, it's a waste not to eat..." Even if you eat, it's a waste.
Hei Yi suddenly perked up, reached out, grabbed the fruit and snacks from the plate, and stuffed them into his mouth, making the others' mouths twitch.
Mo Qingcheng yawned lazily, looking bored: "Do you guys want anything?"
He wanted to give them the pills, but then swallowed his words. He wondered how many spirit stones a few bottles of pills could fetch today, so he decided to wait and see.
However, Mo Qingcheng never mistreated her own people, and she secretly thought that she would arrange for her children to be taken care of as well in the future...
"Ladies and gentlemen, the item to be auctioned next is an offensive bracelet. The starting bid is 500 low-grade spirit stones, and each bid must be at least 10 spirit stones higher!" Qingmei's melodious voice rang out in the auction hall.
As soon as he finished speaking, shouts of price came one after another.
Five hundred and ten!
Five hundred and thirty!
"Five hundred and eighty!"
"Six hundred!"
"Six hundred and thirty!"
Six hundred and fifty!
"Eight hundred!"
Nine hundred!
"one thousand!"
"two thousand!"
"Hiss..." Everyone gasped. Two thousand low-grade spirit stones in one go? Did they find these spirit stones on the street?
Mo Qingcheng's lips curled into a mischievous smile, and she blinked, "Madam, do you perhaps know the one with the thousand?"
“Hmm…” Mo Qingcheng nodded gently. The price of two thousand was what she had called out herself. How could it be so easy for Mo Qingwu to bid on this bracelet?
We'll rip you off, no questions asked!
snort!
Mo Qingcheng smiled radiantly, lazily awaiting the next part.
"Two thousand, is there any more?" Qingmei frowned slightly. Only two thousand?
The VIP in room number three on the second floor frowned: "Two thousand and ten..."
Pshaw, they're not that rich and powerful yet?
A thought flashed through Mo Yi's mind: "Master, is it a fake Miss?"
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