Back at Sheng Dexuan, Aunt Qiao had already cooked the meal.

Shu Yao didn't eat much for lunch, because it wasn't delicious.

For dinner, she had to make up for the portion that she was absent at noon.

When the girl was about to eat the third bowl of rice, the man stopped her, "Eat less at night, you have exceeded the standard, this is the end of today, drink some soup and go to rest." ”

Shu Miao pursed his lips and looked at him, looking pitiful.

In terms of diet, Song Jiming will not budge.

He pointed to the soup in front of the girl and motioned for her to drink it.

Shu Yao picked it up and drank it resignedly, wiped his mouth with his sleeve at will, made a grimace at the man's tongue and eyebrows, pushed away the stool and ran.

After washing, it was only nine o'clock.

Shu Yao sat at the makeup table with her hair wiped and looked at her phone seriously.

The more she looked, the tighter the girl's brow furrowed.

"A thread of online marriage" is really like evaporating from the world, there is no information, the newly bought computer, the data is not synchronized, and their chat records cannot be retrieved.

The words he said also became a knot in her heart.

A day without solving the puzzle is not a day without peace.

This period of panic lasted until the auction began.

When the feast began, she was distracted.

The auction of paintings and calligraphy was held in the afternoon session on the first day.

At noon, they set off from their homes and arrived at the auction hall after going through layers of security checks.

The luxurious auction hall is brightly lit and golden, and you can see the auction table in the middle when you enter the venue.

Shu Yao sighed as if he had never seen the world, and his big eyes were full of amazement.

Sure enough, the rich people of the world.

Not what a middle-class person like her could imagine.

When they entered the auction room, it was already full.

I was embarrassed to be late, but the position left by Hanlan for Song Jiming was in the middle.

The two wanted to be low-key, but it was difficult to achieve it, so they had to walk slowly and leisurely under everyone's gaze.

Fortunately, there were no reporters present at the auction, otherwise, the title of "Second Young Master Song Takes a Stupid Wife to the Auction" would have been popular all over the media the next day.

Shu Yao sat on the right hand side of the man, she just sat down, ready to take a look at which big people were present today, and when she looked up, she saw Zhou Jingjia and Song Zhengze in front of her.

The enemy was very red when he saw him.

The girl frowned in displeasure, looked sideways at the man, and whispered to him, "Good guy, look, those two villains are too." ”

The man, who was talking to the person next to him, heard the girl's words and turned his head to look over.

He calmly glanced at the backs of the two people sitting in the VIP seat, and said to the girl gently: "It's normal to meet in public, don't worry, they won't do anything to you on this occasion." ”

For this, Shu Yao understands very well.

Song Zhengze, a person who cares so much about the face of the family, how could he do something embarrassing outside.

Even if she makes a lot of noise here today, he will only help her cover up the past, and he will not fall into the ground.

Of course, it will be cleaned up badly afterwards.

The girl let out a thoughtful "oh" when she heard a male voice.

"Brother Jiming, is this my sister-in-law?"

Shu Yao tilted her head to look at the man's left, and a sunny and handsome boy was looking at her.

Kind of familiar......

Song Jiming nodded gently and introduced, "Shu Yao, my wife." ”

"Shu Yao, this is Bi Xing, I took you to his engagement banquet last time, we graduated from college and are considered brothers."

Shu Yao was taken aback when he heard the man's introduction.

Unexpectedly, the boy who looked no more than twenty years old was not only engaged, but also went to the same college as Song Jiming.

Shu Yao looked at him in surprise, and then found that there was a woman with an Internet celebrity face sitting next to Bi Ying.

She looked down and played with her phone, not even looking at them.

Out of a woman's intuition.

The first time Shu Yao saw Bie's fiancée, he thought that this woman was a green tea.

It didn't seem good to say bad things about someone's girlfriend when they met for the first time, and Shu Yao resisted the urge to gossip.

The girl had a simple smile on her silly face, and she beckoned to Bei Ying, "Hi, hello." ”

Bei Piying seemed to respect Song Jiming very much, and he sincerely shouted "sister-in-law" to the silly girl, and then continued to talk to Song Jiming.

Shu Yao glanced at the man who looked very young twice, and thought with some regret, it was a pity that such a good seedling was accepted by the green tea.

Shu Yao listened to the conversation between Song Jiming and Bie Pi Ying for a while, and found that they were all professional terms, and a few foreign words appeared from time to time.

She couldn't understand what they were saying, but she could feel the atmosphere around her.

From the moment they entered the auction hall, the inquiring eyes never left them.

At first, Shu Yao pretended not to know, and lowered his head to play with the man's beautiful and good-looking fingers.

After a while, the auction was about to start, and there were still people watching them.

Shu Yao couldn't help it, looked up and swept around, and was surprised to find that in addition to the comic male protagonist who was staring at her, there were several people she didn't know.

These one by one, how come they all seem to have an enmity with Song Jiming?

The girl frowned displeasedly, pointed at the back of the man's hand with her index finger, and when he turned his head to look at her, she whispered unhappily: "Good people, those people are so annoying, they look at me no matter what, I don't want them to look at me!" ”

The man glanced at her diagonally back, and there was a strange twinkle in his eyes when he saw the woman staring in their direction.

Song Jiming retracted his gaze and comforted the girl calmly, "It's okay, we'll leave soon, can you bear with it first?" ”

It's not good to say, it's useless.

The girl pulled down her face, pouted and said, "I don't want to put up with it." ”

Having said that, she was honest.

The man touched her head with relief, the lights of the auction room switched, and to the beat of the music, the auctioneer in a formal suit came to the stage.

"Distinguished guests and leaders, good afternoon! Welcome to the auction held by Hanlan Auction Company today in Juntai City, Xishi, my name is Feng Ming, national registered auctioneer, my registration number is 2200241, this afternoon's auction is still presided over by me, I am very happy to serve you, I hope my service can bring good luck to everyone here, there are ...... auction bids today"

The auctioneer stated the rules and said, "Next, please bring out our first collection." ”

The headlights all went out on all sides, and a beam of light shone on the work displayed by the hostess.

Shu Jiao craned her neck to look at the stands, trying to see what the first work was, when pictures and introductions of the collection appeared on the big screen of the stage.

"What you see now is Mr. Bai Feizhi's "Rain Town" in 1970, with a starting price of 3.4 million yuan, and each price increase shall not be less than 200,000 yuan."

As the auctioneer's clear and crisp words fell, the nobles in the auction hall raised their cards one after another.

Shu Yao didn't know much about Bai Feizhi, and naturally he didn't understand why the starting price of such an oil painting in the alley of Yuxiang was so high.

After the bidding exceeded five million in just a few seconds, the girl finally couldn't help it, and asked the man sideways, "Good man, why is this painting so expensive?" ”