An Jingyu led Song Youran to attend the charity dinner hosted by them, he was now full of anger in his heart but didn't know how to vent it, she turned her back to herself, and her back was bare snow-white skin, which made his heart palpitate, and then he thought that she didn't like his touch, and his eyes were touched by a storm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He just hates this feeling of wanting and not getting it! If the eyes can kill people, then now An Jingyu's gaze is enough to make Song Youran die a hundred times.

Tonight's charity gala was a star-studded event, with big names from the worlds of business, art, and entertainment coming to congratulate them.

"Qingfan, if you feel unwell and can't stay, you can tell me at any time!"

Ye Qingfan was dressed in casual clothes, his cold eyes scanned the surroundings, and he saw the figure who was not looking forward to it, and when he lowered his eyes, he was lonely, and this scene was fully seen by An Jingyu standing upstairs.

"There's nothing I can't stay on, I'm fine."

"By the way, are you ready to auction the lot tonight?"

Zhang Yao frowned, when he came, he only cared about dressing up, but he forgot to prepare the things prepared for the charity auction, his tone was pleading, and his eyes looked at him innocently, which made people feel pity!

Lots? Thinking of something that could be given away in the future, Ye Qingfan felt a pain in his heart, his hand reached into the inner pocket of his pants, and he was lying quietly in a square box.

Zhang Yao, who was staring at his every move, his eyes fell on this delicate box. Thinking that it was something, Zhang Yao's eyes flashed with an abnormal light, his heart was beating straight "poof", and he opened the box with anticipation, and after seeing a red gem as big as a pigeon's egg lying quietly inside, he was excited to call out.

"Qingfan, this is what you gave me?"

"If you like it, I'll buy it for you, and I'll auction it off."

Song Youran, this was originally given to you, and now, in your name, doing charity, it can be regarded as I gave this gift away. Ye Qingfan's eyes were still looking for the beautiful woman he wanted to see the most. What is love, knowing that two people can't be together, but they still have to stubbornly identify, knowing that the relationship shouldn't have started, but still letting himself hurt his heart, is this the love he identifies?

"You're going to use this auction? It's a gift with a story, right? ”

Zhang Yao's face was flat, but he was already angry in his heart, although he promised to send it better in the future, but he knew in his heart that this must be intended to be given to Song Youran, but even if he took it casually, he was unwilling to give it to himself. It's a great shame!

"I don't have anything else to prepare, so let's leave it at that."

"It seems that you still carry it with you every day? I'm afraid you want to give it away when you have a chance, right? Zhang Yao's tone was obviously stimulating Ye Qingfan.

"Position yourself clearly, everyone takes what they need, and there is no need to talk with guns and sticks." His patience will run out at any moment.

"It's really getting more and more beautiful, it seems that signing you as a spokesperson is really a wise move for us. After announcing the relationship, the value has risen a lot. An Jingyu's left hand was held by a pair of Qianqianyu hands, and his face was filled with indescribable happiness.

And Song Youran now all his eyes were taken away by that person, he hadn't seen him for a few days, he was thin, his face was pale, he was moistened by love, shouldn't he be proud of the spring breeze? Ye Qingfan, what do you look like? Does it hurt my heart?

"Where, how is it rising, if we renew it, I won't give you an increase! Look at your talented and beautiful women, good couples, congratulations. ”

After speaking, he affectionately pulled towards Ye Qingfan.

Looking at each other, Ye Qingfan's deep eyes could not see a trace of happiness and joy, but they seemed to be full of pain. Song Youran felt as if something in her body had shattered, and the pain made her almost unable to stand, and she couldn't imagine what would happen after she watched it......

"Jingyu, let's go and greet others first."

Song Youran was on the verge of collapse, and the moment the two of them missed each other, he obviously felt that his gaze was following him closely, Ye Qingfan, even if there was no you, I would live better, between you and me, shouldn't it have ended long ago!

"It is a great honor to have all of you to join us for our charity dinner, and tonight's lot is my father's Song Qianqiu's 'Late Autumn Falling Leaves'."

When the painting covered with the red curtain was brought up, Song Youran stretched out his slender hands and stepped forward to uncover it, and the moment it was revealed, everyone sighed!

In the golden maple leaves, the two people who are opposite to each other, and the yellowed maple leaves that fall seem to indicate that the relationship between the two has come to an end, and the two people who are opposite each other make this painting full of sadness.

"This painting is one of my father's favorite paintings, and I have always been reluctant to auction it, but when my father heard that this time he was going to contribute to charity, he did not hesitate to cut his love and put this painting up for auction."

Speaking of the emotional part, Song Youran's voice was a little choked, and the people below were talking about it, the affairs of the Song family were all over the city back then, who didn't know? Now, there are some people who feel sorry for the painters.

Her choked voice sounded heartbroken to the two people in the audience, such a childhood, such a family background, and that figure suddenly became lonely and lonely, making people want to hold her tightly in their arms.

An Jingyu did this, her slender long legs looked more handsome and tough under the wrapping of the suit, stepped forward and hugged her quietly, gave her silent comfort, and closed the microphone and said: "Now, people who know how to paint can ask for a price, the low price is 1 million." ”

The two people hugging each other on the stage made Ye Qingfan clasp his hands, and a sullen breath was blocked in his heart, spreading out his hands, it seemed that there was still her fragrance, but now, he had lost the opportunity to hug each other......

"2 million!"

"4 million!"

"5 million!"

"6 million!"

People who have seen this painting are all rendered by the sad emotions inside, and they have feelings in their hearts, which one of you here is not self-made, with tens of millions of property, and the women around you have changed and changed, but there is always only one that makes them care.

"10 million!"

After a cold voice came, everyone turned their heads to look at the bidder, although this painting is precious, the price of 20 million is really not low!

Ye Qingfan's eyes were cold, he didn't care about the gazes of those people at all, he sat coldly, with a kind of posture of looking at the world, and after seeing that it was him, those people stopped bidding.

"10 million once!"

"10 million twice!"

"10 million three times!"

"Deal!"

The moment the hammer fell, Song Youran's heart also fell, and he looked at Ye Qingfan with gratitude in his eyes, although this painting was taken out for auction, she was still reluctant in her heart, this is her father's favorite painting, it must be obtained by someone who really loves it!

"Qingfan! What do you want this painting for? If you like to draw, I can get you a lot of celebrities! ”

Zhang Yao was a little annoyed, and wanted to take the opportunity to meet more bigwigs, but Ye Qingfan's move must have caused those people to be dissatisfied, it was too high-profile, and besides, I hadn't heard him interested in painting before!

"When something touches the heart, money can't buy it."

Song Youran, the two people in the painting, like us at the beginning, still love each other in their hearts, but they have to be separated by reality, but when I see this painting, that heart, as if someone crushed and rebuilt, do you know, my heart, is still bleeding?

An Jingyu looked at Ye Qingfan with a gloomy face, but there were huge waves in his heart, I thought that he came here today just to show affection, but now it seems that it is not such a simple purpose, Ye Qingfan, what qualifications do you have to compete with me? After more than ten years of protection, how can you defeat it overnight?

But he forgot that love never came first, never in order, just because at a certain time, he fell in love with someone who couldn't be together.