Song Ru I know that what I said is finally in line with the perverted mind in front of me, a person like him can turn his hands into clouds and rain with his hands. It was only the one that grew in a crucial position that attracted his interest the most.

"Divorce?" Sheng Congsu's two thin 'lips' lightly opened, and he muttered these two words slightly, with sarcasm and ridicule: "Well, it's time to go through this procedure." ”

He even asked, "When is Miss Song free?" I'll ask the assistant to contact you. ”

Song Ru's nails that I pinched in the palm of my hand were a little deeper, and finally I saw blood, and drop by drop fell down her skin. It's a lot of fun.

After so many years, the man in front of him is even more superior, it is an innate sense of superiority, and the politeness and grooming created by the superior life since childhood. It's really hateful. Song Ru and I were silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Sheng Yang is too lawless by you, don't you know how to teach etiquette?" ”

Sheng Congsu's expression, which was still very leisurely just now, suddenly disappeared, and he became that indifferent and expressionless expression again, and he didn't seem to want to stay in this place for a minute. I didn't look at Song Rume again, and nodded like a stranger: "Please, goodbye." ”

Seeing Sheng Congsu's silent back, Song Ru finally stretched out her hand, the blood in her palm was already dark red, mixed with the sweat that had just come out of her hand, and the pain made her almost 'twitch'. She finally felt tired and dodged into the bathroom, wiping the blood from her hands.

The auction was still going on, and even reached □□, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, the organizers finally exhibited Agatha's original manuscript, and the price had already reached 2 million yuan, and there was no sign of stopping.

At 2:10 a.m., Auction Hall No. 60 offered a price of 5 million yuan.

Assistant Sheng Quan received a call from Line 9 and immediately ran to the rest room to tell Sheng Congsu, who was coaxing Sheng Yang to sleep: "The seventh prince is Li Shao, who made 'medicine' from Sain, and he asked for five million. ”

Sheng Congsu gently patted Sheng Yang's little back, and hummed in his mouth, "Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars." ”

Sheng Yang turned around, 'confused' and 'confused' and said in a daze: "I want to listen to the English version." ”

“tuare.”

Sheng Yang fell asleep contentedly, and Sheng Congsu finally had the leisure to order: "After ten minutes, tell me the price again." ”

Ten minutes later, the auction hall was still in □□. No. 60 has already called the price to 8 million yuan. Finally, someone recognized this person, and the city's now unrivaled 'medicine' manufacturing company "Sain 'Medicine'" bsp; This person is dressed casually, and he always has a gentle smile, but he is determined to win.

The onlookers suddenly reacted: "Isn't Li Mubai's wife the artistic director of 'The End'?" ”

And "Ending" and "Sangshi" belong to the same auction house under Sheng Qi's name, but one is a commodity painting auction house and the other is an art auction house.

Song Ru stood at the back of the auction hall when I came out of the bathroom, she took a number, and she didn't even have a seat.

By this time, the manuscript was already worth nine million yuan, and it had already been sold once.

The enthusiasm of the book 'fan' has finally awakened under the 9 million yuan, and some people even guess that this is a high-profile show of affection, and I heard that Li Mubai's new wife is also an avid fan of Agatha's 'woman'.

Finally asked for the second time, and the assistant Sheng Quan hung up the No. 9 internal phone and immediately reported: "Seventh son, I have already asked for the second time, and Li Shao bid 9 million yuan." ”

Sheng Congsu's face was hidden in a 'yin' shadow, and he glanced at the sleeping 'girl' Sheng Yang as if he were nothing. The light in the lounge was dim, and no one could read the expression on his face. There was a factor of silence in the air, and after a short but long minute, Sheng Quan finally heard the Seventh Prince say, "Ten million. ”

Sheng Quan immediately understood what he meant, and immediately called and ordered: "Raise the card, 10 million." ”

However, at the same time, Line 9 called in again, and Sheng Quan's face suddenly looked like he had eaten.

"What's wrong?"

"Seventh Son", Sheng Quan's head hung very low: "It's already a 'handover'." ”

Sheng Cong was stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed lowly: "It's okay." Then he waved his hand and motioned for the idlers to go.

Sheng Quan couldn't understand why such a beloved thing was put up for auction, why it wasn't guaranteed when it was taken out for auction, and why he saw others take it away in the end. He really didn't understand.

So he continued to make internal phone calls, and learned that "Unfinished Portrait" was finally auctioned off by a young 'woman' who didn't even have a place for 10 million yuan. And it was Li Shao, who made the 'medicine' of Sain, who gave it up.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, when the auction finally ended, Song Ru and I went to the collection room of the auction house, and the administrative director carefully took out a safe, which was opened by a special person, and among the black 'colored' flannel, there was a pile of yellowed manuscripts lying quietly. At the end of the manuscript, signed: Mary West-McCourt.

The smell of the ink of the old-fashioned typewriter has long been wafted in the long river of time, and all that remains is deep feelings and thoughts. Song Ru I looked at my hand that was still bleeding just now, for fear of 'staining' this only one book that survived in the world, and I didn't even touch it.

Eventually, she signed a check, which was verified by the staff and delivered to the safe in the city at her request.

As soon as the formalities were completed, it was already five o'clock, and the afterglow of the setting sun was gently covering my body, and Song Ru and I saw Li Mubai leaning against the 'door' at a glance.

Obviously, the other party also saw her at a glance, and immediately stood up straight and walked towards her. He was a little cramped, and he didn't know what to say after thinking for a while, but Song Ru and I opened my mouth first: "Thank you for your concession." ”

Li Mubai's face darkened, Song Ru I stood in front of him, still the same height difference, she still only reached the position of his shoulder. After so many years, he once thought that Song Ru and I would never set foot in Busang again in this life, but he didn't expect that today, she finally came back.

"These years......" He heard Song Ru answer before he finished speaking.

"'Pretty good.'

He wanted to say something.

"Loved."

Song Ru squinted and laughed, and her big deep eyes were bent like a crescent moon: "It's been a long time since I've seen you." ”

She was already very light, and the jokes came at a finger's fingertips. It's like the past has long been rolled away with time. The sharp knife hanging on his heart all the time in Li Mubai's heart stabbed him with a "snap".

He had nothing to say but to say, "All these years, you still like Agatha." ”

Song Ru nodded: "I haven't congratulated you on getting married yet." She spread her hands: "Save me a red envelope." ”

She laughed again: "But it's better that my ex-'girlfriend' still doesn't come, right?" ”

"It's not." Li Mubai immediately argued, he finally couldn't stand Song Ru and I became like this, he stretched out his hand: "Little me, you listen to me." ”

Song Ru I finally stopped laughing, she took a step forward and stood under Li Mubai's nose, but she patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Mubai, don't embarrass me." As the days go by, I have to live. ”

When she said this, it made Li Mubai even more uncomfortable. He knew that Song Ru and my 'sex', I had stayed abroad for so many years, but I didn't want to see anyone, and the love between them could only be buried in the soil now.

And Song is like me, if I don't be a lover, I won't be friends with him.

Li Mubai knew that he had lost her, he had already lost her a long time ago, and it ended in a tragic and unbearable posture, and it was already Song Rume's greatest upbringing to meet him again.

Song Ru said goodbye to him and said in a calm tone: "Goodbye, I'll continue when I'm free." ”

Li Mubai felt like a world away, what was the former Song like me?

Introverted, even inferior. Shyly and timidly smiled at him, he used to say that she was a dirt bun from the country. And now, like all successful people, she is neither humble nor arrogant, and she is calm and indifferent to his ex-boyfriend.

What kind of road has she walked over the years? And she just took a 10 million lone book with full confidence.

Song Ru and I rented an apartment in the city, a small apartment with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, which has been like this for many years, a small and warm environment. She was already very tired today, the wound in her palm was starting to itch, she lowered her head to look for a band-aid in the sticky note box next to the desk, and as soon as she looked up, she bumped into the corner of the book hanging above.

Song Ru and I suddenly ran out of strength, so I simply sat down and leaned on the side of the 'bed' alone.

She finally remembered that every move in the auction hall today, Li Mubai's handsome face was still like that, and the young master who was sunny and cheerful and even arrogant at the beginning was now elegantly holding a sign and easily spitting out a string of numbers.

Apparently accustomed to the world of money, his face was still like that, but she didn't know him that well anymore.

It's so sad, Song Rume, you are really sad. It's too long, and once it falls apart, who remains in place.

And this qiē, behind these memories, the people who '' them like a game are still living so wanton and chic.

She remembered Sheng Congsu's "light, goodbye" expression when she left from Suna today, she was like a clown.

Song Ru and I suddenly had a sour nose, and on the streets of London where the 'cloudy' rain continued, Ji Fan's blood was quickly washed away by the rain, and when he said a word, blood overflowed from his mouth.

At the last moment, he grabbed her hand and said word by word: "Little me, there is someone who has been investigating you, he, his name is Sheng Congsu." You, you must ...... Away from him...... Far away......" - 27761 + dsuaahhh + 24O41821 - >