Tang Luoran was very tired from a banquet, and then after the banquet was over, she didn't even have time to catch her breath, so she had to move on to the next scene.

That's right, the relationship between her and Fu Zichen is just acting.

At the end of the feast, the maid handed over the napkins, and after wiping the grease off the corners of their mouths, their evil appearance at the table was gone, and they all changed to the momentum of old-fashioned gentlemen.

Walking out of the restaurant, everyone moved to the spacious study to sit and chatted and drank tea, which was very comfortable.

The seemingly casual event was actually arranged in advance, and when it arrived at the specified time, a servant immediately knocked on the door and said respectfully, "The auction venue has been prepared, please move." ”

If it weren't for the maid's reminder, they would have almost forgotten that today's theme was a charity auction.

The ambiguity between Tang Luoran and Fu Zichen is much more interesting than the auction.

Father Tang immediately showed a satisfied smile, he turned his head to look at the guests, and asked kindly, "Then should we go and see it now?" ”

In order to prepare for this charity auction, Tang's father also suffered a lot.

He's doing things seriously, but in the eyes of most politicians, he's putting on a show.

The guests all smiled and nodded in agreement, "Of course, I've been looking forward to it for a long time." ”

The inner activity is not like this at all - can you be so arrogant just because you have a rich and powerful son-in-law? On the surface, he said that he was doing this for the country, but who knows how much oil and water he fished behind his back?

Whether they think so or not, you can see it in their eyes.

Unfortunately, Tang Luoran inadvertently bumped into the disgust in their eyes, she didn't understand their inner thoughts, so she felt inexplicably sad.

She didn't understand why someone was so loyal to talking to each other wearing a mask.

Probably because she didn't understand, she didn't choose to follow the same path as her father.

When she walked upstairs from the study, Fu Zichen always held her hand tightly, so that she couldn't break free even if she wanted to, so she had to let him lead her, creating the illusion that they were very affectionate.

Now she doesn't understand him anymore.

The sound of leather shoes and high heels stepping on the carpet was mixed together, becoming the only sound in the corridor, and the wind whistled through the corridor from the end of the corridor, blowing Tang Luoran's long skirt with a tail, and the ink color of the skirt faded for a while, and then precipitated.

Her every move is beautiful and inadvertently breathtaking.

Near the end, in front of the two gates on the left, two bodyguards in suits and leather shoes waited, and as soon as they approached, they each held a doorknob and opened the door, bowing at the same time, "I hope you have a good time." ”

Naturally, these were arranged early in the morning, but they didn't want to give people any chance to gossip.

Guests poured into the venue like a tidal wave, and the spacious venue was filled with paintings, from famous authors to nobodies, all of which were involved here, and the price was all up to the guests' wishes.

More than 100 seats were placed in the center of the venue, signs had been placed on the chairs, and an auction table was arranged in front of the chairs, and Tang's father was responsible for presiding over the charity auction.

Among the paintings hanging on the four walls, Tang Luoran took a fancy to the paintings on the wall facing behind the auction table at a glance, and she was so excited that she directly let go of Fu Zichen's hand and walked towards the painting with her skirt.

Her skirt and shawl-length hair swayed with her body as she trotted, and her long white legs inadvertently exposed made people reverie.

She's incredibly beautiful.

"It's so pretty!"

The first one rushed to that picture, Tang Luoran breathed a sigh of relief, she really didn't want this treasure to be snatched away by others.

The painter is signed in the lower right corner of each painting, but this painting is not, which means that the painting is just a nobody who is so unfamous that he doesn't even care if he can't write his name.

Even so, Tang Luoran was not disappointed, she liked this painting - the painting shows a girl holding a sunflower similar to her own and smiling brightly, the boy next to her brushes away her sweaty hair, his hand covers half of her cheek, and the boy always shows people with his back.

She doesn't like it for no reason, but it's too embarrassing for her to say it.

Just as he thought so, an indifferent voice suddenly came from behind him, "Why do you like this painting so much?" ”

Subconsciously turned her head to see that Tang Luoran was just staring at Fu Zichen, and the next second she quickly looked away-she was really afraid that she would see herself a little embarrassed at this time from his eyes.

Why do you like it so much?

It was impossible for her to tell Fu Zichen the truth, because the truth was related to him, and if he knew, he would definitely be very dissatisfied, after all, she did not deserve to have illusions about him.

That's right, this painting reminded her of her and Fu Zichen.

The unblocked face of the girl in the painting is smiling brightly, as if carefree, but the other side of the covered face is not necessarily smiling, maybe crying, and the boy will block it for her, but he always has his back to the "camera", so that people can't see his true face.

She wanted Fu Zichen to be able to cover her pain like a boy, facing her.

But it backfired, in fact, he always faced the invisible camera, and turned his back to her, and after hurting her over and over again, he never wiped her tears.

Now, the truth is hopeless, and she can only rely on a painting to talk about solace.

She thought about it a lot, but only after a moment of answering him, she suddenly smiled lightly, with a hint of bitterness that was not easy to detect, and responded to him, "It's nothing, I just think it's good, I like it very much." ”

"Really?" He asked lightly, even a layman could see that the painting was really not very good.

I'm afraid that she has ulterior motives, but she refuses to tell her.

After going around the venue a few times, as soon as Tang's father stood on the auction table, all the guests took their seats, holding the signs in their hands, ready to hold them up at any time.

"It's a great honor to be here as a guarantor and host, these paintings are my collection over the years, the paintings are famous and general, all you like, and the money from this auction will also be donated to the mountains." Father Tang said seriously, without a trace of slackness.

As is customary, everyone applauded and the auction began.

When she saw that painting, Tang Luoran was stunned, she didn't expect her favorite painting to be the first work to be auctioned.

You should know that in order to get off to a good start, guests will actively hold up their cards and try to raise the price.

As a result, she has fewer chances to win the painting.

"The first painting starts at 2,000 yuan, is there anyone higher?" Father Tang picked up the hammer and looked around, and soon someone held up a sign, "Four thousand yuan!" ”

"Eight thousand dollars!" Some people held up signs and shouted that they didn't want to buy the work at all, just to drive up the price.

Even so, Tang Luoran still chose to raise his card, "10,000 yuan." ”

Tang's father nodded with satisfaction, he liked the appearance of his daughter playing games seriously.

"100,000 yuan." A calm sound suddenly came from beside her, which startled Tang Luoran, she turned her head to look around, only to see that Fu Zichen had just put down his hand holding up the sign, and his attitude was very calm.

What's going on?

Fu Zichen's opening is undoubtedly a terrible start - the price of the latter is basically based on 100,000 yuan.

"Nine hundred thousand yuan." Someone else held up a sign, laughing and shouting.

As they thought, Fu Zichen held up the sign again, "One and a half million yuan." ”

This price is too high, it has far exceeded the highest value of the painting itself, and the guests also know that they will accept it when they see it, so they no longer hold up the card, waiting for Tang's father to knock down the hammer.

"The third time!" He finally counted to the third time, and seeing that no one present reacted, he made a final decision, "Deal!" ”

The audience burst into applause, and Tang Luoran always looked at Fu Zichen who was spending a lot of money in a daze, she didn't understand why he was also blindly involved?

Fu Zichen stood up amid applause, and as soon as he spoke, everyone stopped and listened patiently, and only his voice remained in the hall.

"I spent a lot of money to shoot this painting just because Luo Ran likes it, there were rumors before that I was at odds with Luo Ran, it was all a fictitious thing, she is my only wife, and my only lover, you don't need to be aggressive, let's stop here." He said word by word, with a serious expression.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a shot in the arm for the guests, and everyone had to believe his words.

Only Tang Luoran felt chilled - from beginning to end, he didn't mention Yin Zi's matter.

When he walked out of Tang's house, Tang Luoran subconsciously walked to the garage, but was pulled by Fu Zichen and forcibly led out of the door to his black Bentley.

Knowing his heart, Tang Luoran simply did not resist.

"What about my car?" As soon as he got in the car, Tang Luoran immediately asked, she stiffened her face and didn't even look at him.

He was the same, his slender fingers held the steering wheel, his sharp eyes looked straight ahead, his thin lips lightly opened, and he spit out a few words faintly, "The driver will come and drive away." ”

Knowing that this would be the result, Tang Luoran probed into her bag - her car keys were indeed missing.

I don't understand what he thinks.

If it had been before, she would have secretly rejoiced like a fool, thinking that he had finally noticed her, but now that she had woken up, he loved Yin Zi instead of her, so she no longer had illusions.

She just wondered, why did he do this?

In silence, Fu Zichen drove through the deserted streets, and they would pass through the downtown area.

Finding that the direction of the car was Splendid Garden, Tang Luoran subconsciously wanted to remove the seat belt, and she reminded word by word with a stiff face, "Let me get out of the car, I won't go home." ”

She rented an apartment, so she didn't have to go back.

When she thought of returning home, the first thing she saw was Yin Zi's arrogant and domineering appearance, she had some indigestion, why did she embarrass herself like this, wouldn't it be better to live separately?

What's more, he doesn't come home every day.

Obviously it was just a trivial matter, but Fu Zichen insisted unexpectedly, not only did he not stop, but also increased the accelerator, and galloped all the way, ignoring what Tang Luoran said.

"I said I was going to get off!" Tang Luoran emphasized again that her face was expressionless, and there was no trace of emotion on her delicate face.

Why did he suffer from this?

In any case, she just didn't say that she didn't want to go home because of Yin Zi, she thought that the reason was obvious enough that she didn't need to speak in person.

"Sting-" He slammed on the brakes, turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road, Tang Luoran immediately unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car, but the car door couldn't be opened at all, so she had to give up and turn her head to look at him.

His delicate face was like a work of art carefully carved from white jade under the bleak moonlight, and he opened his thin lips lightly, and his aura was cold when he spoke, "What more do you want?" Didn't I already meet your requirements? Your purpose should have been achieved tonight. ”

Fu Zichen!

FeelingsShe is this kind of person in his eyes - you can do anything for the purpose, does she look like this kind of person?

"I want a divorce, I've stressed it many times that all I want is a divorce, I don't need you to do the rest for me, you just need to sign the divorce agreement." She doesn't feel painful to mention divorce now, and she doesn't care if he will mind anymore.

This is her last insistence, just leave her this bit of dignity.