Chapter 30: The Woman Who Gave It for Nothing
Based on my cultivation, I concluded that he was not a martial artist, so I naturally despised him in my heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When I came back to my senses, Aunt Frost was already about to lift my veil.
His heart tightened, but when he thought of his carefully planned escape plan, he also took a deep breath and warned himself to be calm.
The veil slipped and there was silence in the field.
I expected that.
I have never shown my true face, how can the world know that the world-famous woman who has not come out of the Star Pavilion has a long scar on her face......
Even Aunt Shuang was stunned. She never expected that a girl with a strange temper would have a long scar on her face......
But I was not afraid, and slowly moved to the front of the stage: "Everyone has seen my face, in order not to scare everyone, I am still masked, you can start bidding."
Everything is in my plan.
The field was quiet for a moment, and then immediately boiled.
"Such a woman, Picking Star Pavilion is also sold as a treasure? No one will want to give it away for free! ā
"It seems that the Star Picking Pavilion really has no successor, in vain I brought so many silver tickets, and actually showed me this kind of goods!"
I smiled contentedly behind the veil. It's all in my hands. When I don't care, I just need to tell Aunt Hong that I want to stay in the Star Picking Pavilion as a musician and don't need to be paid, then I think I will get twice the result with half the effort.
Just as I was complacent, the man in the box on the second floor caught my attention again.
The man seemed to be very satisfied with the situation, and there was already a smile on his lips.
When he saw me looking up, he took his glass and raised it towards me to toast.
My brow was tightly locked...... This scene is clearly familiar......
At that time, Lin Yunting did the same to me, but at that time, he was holding a tea cup, and now in this person's hand, it is a jade wine cup.
Will there be any connection?
I asked myself, but I couldn't get an answer.
This coercion is profound, and at first glance it is a person with a city government, how can I guess it thoroughly?
By the time I came to my senses, the guests were ready to disperse.
"Guest officer, don't go!" Aunt Shuang was anxious, "Look, you will sell me a thin noodle, and buy this girl for three hundred taels, even if you are a maid." ā
"How can there be a maid worth three hundred taels!"
Aunt Shuang gritted her teeth: "Then two hundred taels!" No...... A hundred taels is fine! ā
Of course, the guests of the Star Picking Pavilion would not pay attention to her, and no one would like a woman with a scar on her face.
Just when Aunt Shuang was extremely embarrassed, a firm voice came from the second floor, cutting through the dirt in the field: "This girl's beauty is worth a thousand taels!" ā
I looked up, and sure enough, it was the demon.
Just as I was wondering, a voice came from another more gorgeous private room on the second floor: "I'll pay two thousand taels!" ā
The embarrassment on Aunt Shuang's face suddenly dispersed, turning into naked flattery: "These two sons are really good-looking!" ā
The demon didn't seem surprised to hear the shout from next door, and he motioned for his subordinates to come forward and shouted, "My master will add two thousand taels." ā
Aunt Shuang's Coke blossomed now: "Four thousand taels? This son is really generous! My family is a good girl, although there is a wound on her face, but you know, childe, the kung fu of this night...... How much does it have to do with appearance? ā