The auction has begun.
Meng Jiuge pretended not to see the person next to him and just lowered his head to look at the list of tonight's auction items in his hand.
Mo Yuchuan retracted his gaze, flipped through the cards casually, and asked Jiang Zhaozhao beside him, "Is there anything you like?"
Jiang Zhaozhao nodded hurriedly, and quickly pointed at a few on the list with his fingertips, "I like all of these."
They were all small things. Mo Yuchuan glanced at Meng Jiuge who was looking down on his right side, and deliberately raised his voice, "If you like them, buy them all. I have plenty of money."
Jiang Zhaozhao was overjoyed and moved closer to Mo Yuchuan, giving him a few kisses.
But she didn't notice that from beginning to end, Mo Yuchuan's eyes never left Meng Jiuge.
Apart from the name Mrs. Mo, it seemed that nothing else caught Meng Jiuge's attention.
Mo Yuchuan's eyes darkened.
The auction was gradually coming to an end, and the last item of the collection was a seal only the size of a fingernail.
At first glance, the seal looks unremarkable, carved with peach blossom patterns, but what catches the eye is that Buddhist scriptures are engraved on each petal.
Mo Yuchuan had previously bid on a few small items, but was not interested in this seal. However, he noticed that Meng Jiuge was very interested in the seal, so he followed suit and raised the bid to three million.
Mo Yuchuan's eyes were filled with a hint of amusement. "Three million and two hundred thousand."
There was a lot of discussion in the venue again.
The Mo couple is determined to confirm the rumors.
Meng Jiuge looked back in surprise and looked at the man beside him.
Mo Yuchuan raised his eyebrows, and his meaning was self-evident.
I won't give you the things you like.
The peach blossom image on the table slowly turned, showing its charm 360 degrees. Meng Jiuge gritted his teeth and raised the sign again, "Five million."
"Five million and two hundred thousand."
No matter how much Meng Jiuge bid, Mo Yuchuan only had 200,000 more than her.
Before we knew it, the price of the peach blossom seal had reached 10 million.
Mo Yuchuan frowned and looked at Meng Jiuge, who was determined to get the seal. He didn't quite understand her stubbornness.
The light shone on Meng Jiuge's cheek, giving her a layer of warm light, making her entire face soften, just like when the two of them first met.
How long has it been since I last saw Meng Jiuge with this expression?
His heart suddenly softened, and Mo Yuchuan spread his hands, indicating that he would not make any more bids.
"Okay, Miss Meng, 10 million each time."
The venue was silent, and Meng Jiuge's heart finally settled down.
"Miss Meng, 10 million for the second time."
Jiang Zhaozhao anxiously tugged at Mo Yuchuan's sleeve, "Mr. Mo, I like that seal too!"
Mo Yuchuan rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair, "The money is all gone."
Jiang Zhaozhao's smile froze on her face and she looked around awkwardly, afraid that others would hear what she said.
"Fifteen million."
The price quoted from the second floor was like a stone falling into the calm water, creating ripples.
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