Chapter 41: The Queen's Shoes

"No, I have a lot of high heels at home, so I don't want them." Qiu Mucheng replied with a smile, but the words were extremely unconfident.

"Yes, I guess the shoes at home don't add up to a fraction of the red soles." Lin Qian snorted disdainfully in her heart, her eyebrows and eyes were full of a strong sense of superiority.

Qiu Mu Cheng, Qiu Mu Cheng, no matter how beautiful you were at school back then, what could you be?

Now it's not that I, Lin Qian, have been trampled underfoot.

If you want to blame, blame you for marrying the wrong person, and find a nest.

Lin Qian raised her chin high, and from beginning to end, she looked high in front of Qiu Mucheng, always claiming to be a high-class person. Naturally, he looks down on ordinary people like Qiu Mucheng.

"530,000!"

Soon, there were bids in the hall.

"540,000~"

Bidding is coming and going, and the price of those high heels is gradually increasing.

However, most of the bidders were young men and women, most of whom were gentlemen who wanted to please their girlfriends. The older ones are undoubtedly more mature and stable, but there are few bids. Even if there is, after one or two prices, seeing that the price has exceeded psychological expectations, they will no longer follow the auction.

Therefore, after a short period of bidding, there were only two voices left in the guild hall at this time.

One is naturally Lin Qian's husband Wang Yu.

This Wang Yu also fought hard to save face for his wife, and after the price was topped to 600,000, he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

"Sixty-five thousand!" Wang Yu raised his hand to bid.

The other bidder was also a couple, but the man was obviously not very enthusiastic anymore.

"Honey, why don't you chase it. Now there is too much premium, and even if you buy it, it will be a loss-making transaction. If my dad had known that I had bought a pair of high heels for more than 600,000 yuan, I would have been beaten to death. This man is different from Wang Yu, Wang Yu is now considered to have a successful career, and his economy has long been independent. And he is the second generation of rich, his father spent all the money, of course, he has a weak heart, and now he is almost begging for mercy to his girlfriend.

"I don't care, people want it~"

"People just want a pair of high heels!"

Beside him, a woman dressed in revealing heavy makeup was coquettish for a while. The man couldn't help it, so he gritted his teeth and bid again: "Six hundred and one thousand!" ”

"Whoever raises the price again, these red sole heels will belong to him. Young Master Ben will no longer accompany him. ”

The rich second generation obviously said this to Wang Yu, and the strategy of retreating into advance is also very witty, if it is someone else, it is estimated that he will not rob him.

But Wang Yu was bound to win, and he still bid boldly: "Six hundred and fifty thousand!" ”

"Haha~"

"This brother is really generous!"

"A gentleman doesn't take people's love, this "red sole" belongs to you. The rich second generation smiled calmly, and these words were extremely atmospheric.

Wang Yu nodded and smiled, but the whole person was indifferent, as if the 600,000 yuan was just a small amount of money to him.

"Wow~"

"My husband is so good!"

"People love you to death~"

Seeing that the last opponent also gave up, Lin Qian was suddenly happy at this time, and immediately threw herself into Wang Yu's arms with a scream of joy.

"It's just a little money."

"Qianqian, I said, I, Wang Yu, will give you the best in the world."

"What white jade hairpin, it's just a second-hand color used by others, how can it be worthy of my Wang Yu's woman. Only this limited edition "Queen's Shoes" can truly match your nobility. ”

Wang Yu said lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of pride.

And Lin Qian is also a man with bright eyebrows and eyes, hugging her tightly, full of pride and pride in her heart.

This is her Lin Qian's man?

Only such a man can match her Lin Qian!

Feeling everyone's gaze, at this moment, Lin Qian's vanity was undoubtedly greatly satisfied. In the end, he looked at Qiu Mucheng on the side proudly: "Mucheng, I'm sorry, I know you also like these high heels, with our relationship, I should have given it to you as a gift." But my husband said that these high heels are tailor-made for me, and their nobility and elegance are not suitable for you. ”

"Otherwise, I see that the pair of high heels you are wearing are also old, so I'll give you this pair on my feet. There are also tens of thousands of brand-name counters, which are enough to buy dozens of pairs on your feet. ”