"Young grandma... Young grandmother..."In her sleep, Mo Beichen heard someone calling her.

Slowly opening her eyes, Aunt Zhi's face gradually became clear under her eyes.

"It's not early, young grandma, you should get up!"

Wake up? So it's morning?

Mo Beichen moved his body in the quilt, and his whole body was as sore as if he had fallen apart.

How did she get back to her room from the bathroom last night? Why can't she remember anything?

He rubbed his temples in pain, "Aunt Zhi, what time is it?"

"It's ten o'clock, young grandma, just now the young master called back, saying that he would pick you up after lunch. ”

"Where are you going?" Mo Beichen forgot the pain on his body, and sat up from the bed wrapped in the quilt.

"I said I was taking you to an auction, and I didn't ask anything else. ”

Participate in the auction?What auction should he take her to?Isn't he the last thing he wants outsiders to know about his existence?

Mo Beichen shook his head, "Okay, I know." You go out first, and I'll get up. ”

"Okay, young grandma. Aunt Zhi turned and walked out.

After Aunt Zhi left, Mo Beichen got out of bed to wash. After washing his face, he looked in the mirror in the bathroom, and a dark red kiss mark on his neck was very obvious. How do you get out like this?

So he disbanded the ponytail that was tied up, and all the long hair was scattered, just hiding the kiss mark, and then he walked out with confidence.

When I got downstairs, Aunt Zhi's meal was ready.

Mo Beichen sat down at the table, absentmindedly ate a few bites of food, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks.

"What's wrong with the young grandmother, is the food unappetizing?" Aunt Zhi was always worried about her craft.

"No, that's good. Mo Beichen curled his lips lightly.

"What's the matter, you didn't eat breakfast today, why are you still eating so little for lunch now?" Aunt Zhi asked with concern.

"Maybe it's a little cold. Mo Beichen couldn't help but sniff out his breathless nose.

Last night in the bathroom, the man deliberately tossed for too long and froze her cold.

"Oh... Recently, the weather has been a little cold in the morning and evening, so you should pay more attention to adding clothes. Aunt Zhi kindly reminded.

Since moving back to Xuanfu from the western suburbs, Aunt Zhi has felt more and more that she should get closer to this hostess.

So he said, "Young grandma, you go to the sofa to rest for a while, and I'll make you a cup of ginger tea." ”

"Well, good. ”

Mo Beichen got up and walked to the living room, sat on the sofa in the living room and closed his eyes to recuperate, but his mind was not idle for a moment.

How could Hyun Joon-ho, who never wanted her to appear in public, suddenly take her to an auction? Isn't he the most hated for having a relationship with him? What is this man doing?

The inscrutable temper and the attitude of being cold and hot all the time make her feel like walking on thin ice.

However, after staying up for a while, she should be able to leave the Xuan family quickly, didn't he personally say last night that he should repay the one million that night?

Doesn't that mean letting her go?

"Young grandma, young master is waiting for you outside, you can go!" Uncle Quan's words interrupted Mo Beichen's thoughts.

Just now, I was thinking about things, and I didn't notice that a person had entered the room.

Mo Beichen hurriedly retracted his thoughts and stood up from the sofa. "Oh... I know Uncle Quan. ”

So he hurriedly took a step and walked out the door.

Out of the vestibule, I saw the familiar LEXUS parked in front of the gate of the courtyard from a distance.

Mo Beichen approached the car, and the window was ajar.

The man sat in the driver's cab with a pair of inky sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, just enough to cover the mark on his right cheek. Mo Beichen couldn't see through the expression on his face, which made people feel a sense of distance.

The man sensed Mo Beichen's arrival, tilted his head slightly, and curled the corners of his lips, "Get in the car." ”

Mo Beichen subconsciously glanced back behind him and found that Uncle Quan did not follow, so he pulled the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Along the way, Mo Beichen looked at the scenery outside the window.

Soon, the car drove into the parking lot of the auction hall.

Mo Beichen followed Hyun Junhao into the auction hall, which was crowded with people, and it seemed that the auction was about to start.

The man walked straight to the front row of the VIP seat and sat down. Mo Beichen followed him all the way and sat down beside him.

Ten minutes later, the auction began.

The auctioneer first showed a pair of snuff bottles from the Qing Dynasty, white jade and jade, with a round body and a square body.

The pot is equipped with coral cover buttons, and the two small pots stand side by side, like a pair of teenagers in ancient costumes, which is very eye-catching.

As soon as the auctioneer announced the start of the bidding, Mo Beichen heard many people rushing to bid behind him.

"Twenty thousand"

"Thirty thousand"

"Fifty thousand..."

In the end, it was sold at a price of 500,000 yuan.

I didn't expect such two little things to be so precious!

Mo Beichen couldn't help but secretly slander himself, so he secretly glanced at the man next to him, only to see that he didn't say a word, his thin lips were closed, and he didn't seem to be interested in this thing.

The second auction is a set of purple clay pots, and the third auction is a landscape painting, each of which is more expensive than the other.

Hyun Joon-ho doesn't seem to have any plans to participate in the auction.

Mo Beichen felt a little bored as he listened to the shouts in the crowd.

She seems to be from the third world, she can't see the preciousness of these things, and she can't taste their beauty.

Mo Beichen is incompatible with them, just like her and the man next to her, there is always a little difference.

When Mo Beichen's thoughts were wandering, the auctioneer's voice pulled her back to reality.

"Finally, we're going to auction off a rare treasure!"

The auctioneer's sudden increase in decibels immediately attracted the silence and attention of the audience, and Mo Beichen's eyes were unconsciously attracted.

The auctioneer gestured, and the assistant next to him presented a beautifully patterned box.

Then, the auctioneer on the stage opened the box, and the moment the box was opened, the crowd immediately stirred.

On the dark black flannel, there is a dazzling necklace, and the silver-white necklace cascading buckles look extraordinary. In the center of the necklace is a red diamond, which is as bright as blood, and it is bright and dripping, shining in the bright lights of the venue.

It lay there quietly, elegant as a white swan swimming in the night, as if only the noblest man in the world was entitled to possess it.

The auctioneer cleared his throat and said:

"Anyone who knows a little about diamonds knows that red diamonds are the most precious and rare of the fancy colored diamonds. In 1989, at a jewelry fair in Paris, a 2.23-carat blood diamond named 'Lacey' was exhibited and sold for more than $40 million. ”

"The blood diamond we have today weighs 0.99 carats. Because its color resembles the rising sun, it is named 'Morning Light'. ”

After the auctioneer finished introducing, he looked around the crowd with confidence, and knocked down the auction hammer sonorously, "The reserve price is one million, and the bidding will begin!"

"A million. Immediately someone in the crowd made a bid.

"Two million. "Someone else is bidding.

"Five million. ”

......

All seem to be interested in this "Dawn Light".

"Ten million!"

Hyun Jun-ho, who had not spoken beside him, suddenly raised the price directly to 10 million.

"Ten million, Young Master Xuan directly increased the price to ten million. The auctioneer on the stage repeated excitedly.

Hyun Joon-ho's price hike seemed to reassure the eager bidders, and the auctioneer's words were repeated twice in a row, and no one even bid.

At this moment, a male voice came from behind them, "Eleven million!"

Mo Beichen vaguely felt that this voice was a little familiar, but it was difficult for her to look back on such an occasion.

Hyun Joon-ho didn't even seem to think about it before raising his card again, "Twelve million!"

And the bidder behind him didn't seem to be outdone, constantly raising his cards.

"Thirteen million!"

"Fourteen million!"

......

The entire auction hall reverberated with the auctioneer's bidding again and again.

The other bidders saw that the two people kept raising the price so high, and they whispered and watched this battle of money and capital.

After another price increase behind him, the man seemed to glance behind him slightly, and said directly: "Twenty million!"

Mo Beichen was shocked, and his eyes almost fell out. 20 million? He paid 20 million for a necklace?

The crowd began to stir up ....

The auctioneer saw the right time to finalize.

"Twenty million once, twenty million twice, twenty million three times!"

"Deal!" the auctioneer struck his hammer.

"Congratulations to this Young Master Xuan for taking this morning light. The auctioneer looked at Hyun Joon Ho Gong with a smile, and then raised his hand to signal the assistant to send the necklace down.

The assistant handed the necklace down, and Hyun Joon-ho stood up from his seat unhurriedly and turned to face everyone.

The auctioneer on the stage asked, "Young Master Xuan won the priceless treasure of this auction today, do you have any comments to say?"

The man hooked his lips slightly, "I took this 'Morning Light' today, and I plan to give it to this young lady next to me as a birthday gift, because it just so happens that her name also has a Chen character in it." ”

What! for her birthday? How did she not know that she was going to have a birthday? 20 million, he was going to give it to himself?

What kind of wind did this man smoke?

When Mo Beichen was still thinking about it, he had already been scooped up from his seat by the man.

The crowd was full of chatter.

"Which family's young lady is this? It can make the young master of the Xuan family so attentive. ”

"yes, it's usually some lace news in the newspapers. I haven't seen anyone with me on such an occasion. ”

"Yes, yes, I guess this must be the daughter of the family......"

The man ignored everyone's discussions, stretched out his hand to pull the hair on Mo Beichen's neck behind his ears, picked up the necklace in the box and wrapped it around her slender neck, lowered his head and helped her try it on behind his back.

And at this moment, there seemed to be a pair of eyes in the crowd staring noisily at her neck.

Mo Beichen seemed to remember something, and hurriedly reached out and pushed his hair to his shoulder.

Luckily, she was moving fast enough that she shouldn't have been noticed. secretly rejoiced like this, and then subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd.

It was that glance that suddenly met that gaze.

Song Yifan? It turned out to be Song Yifan! Why is he here too?

Mo Beichen suddenly felt a bang explode in his head, as if countless bombers were circling in his head.

She smacked her lips with all her might, trying to say something to him.

However, maybe the crowd was too noisy, or maybe she didn't make a sound at all. What should she say? What can she say?

Questioning—doubting—anger—disdain, she read these from Song Yifan's intricate eyes in the moment they looked at each other.

Or maybe it's much more than that.

That shameful kiss mark, he saw.

Mo Beichen only felt that her limbs were cold, her whole body was stiff, and she let Xuan Junhao help her put on the "Morning Light" that symbolized the right to belong, but she couldn't say anything, she couldn't do anything.

She silently looked away at the sky outside the window, and even the sunlight seemed so dazzling and pale.

Is it impossible to leave Hyun Joon-ho?