was angered by Ye Qinbao, Li Yanchuan's phoenix eyes were cold.

The pitch-black color is like thick ink, which cannot be dissolved.

"I don't know what to do." Coldly dropping the four words, the man didn't stay any longer and walked straight away.

Ye Qinbao stood in place and watched the man's car go away, so angry that his hands were trembling.

It's not just the absurdity of Yan Chuan.

is even more angry with his own self-inflicted amorousness.

How could he really want to marry her? The ambiguity in the Ye family before was just a show.

*

A week later.

Bishui Bay is located in the center of the capital, and tonight the Shining Star Convention and Exhibition Center is holding an unprecedented auction.

Between the clothes and sideburns, the heavily armed Ye Qinbao appeared at the back of the guest seat.

"Thank you for coming tonight, don't say much, now invite our auctioneer Mr. to the stage." After the host said a few words, he invited the auctioneer.

The gentle man introduced the exhibits on the stone platform in front of him one by one, and Ye Qinbao listened to the passionate bidding in his ears with interest.

She didn't study any of these antiques, and if she hadn't heard from Ye Weiwei's big mouth that one of her mother's relics would be auctioned here tonight, she would definitely not be here.

One by one, the lots were taken away by the gold owner, and it was not until a small incense burner appeared in front of Ye Qinbao that she finally sat up straight.

"As you can see, this is an aromatherapy burner from the Ming Dynasty, and the material is not a rare thing, but ...... This incense burner has a name called Mandarin Duck Furnace. ”

"It is said that when the mandarin duck furnace and the duck furnace are gathered together, some visions will occur, but whether this vision really exists can only be known when the mandarin duck furnace is collected."

When Mr. Auctioneer said the back, he laughed inaudibly, and then said, "Now this duck furnace starts at 150,000 yuan." ”

After the people at the scene discussed it softly, someone finally raised the reserve price of 10,000 yuan.

After all, this is only a thing from the Ming Dynasty, and the missing half of the collection is a little defective after all, and the other half of the mandarin furnace doesn't know if it is possible to encounter it.

Ye Qinbao's heart jumped to his throat.

It's a mother's thing!

She remembered that the censer had been on her mother's desk before.

Many times when she was a child, she nestled in her mother's arms, slept in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the blue-black rain curtain outside the window and the green smoke rising from the incense burner.

Thinking about it, Ye Qinbao's eyes turned red.

After four years, will her mother blame her for being unfilial in heaven?

The atmosphere at the scene condensed for a long time, and it was not until Mr. Fu was about to make a final decision that Ye Qinbao opened his mouth and shouted the price: 170,000. ”

Her voice was calm, and no one could see her red eyes because she was wearing a hat.

"170,000 once, 170,000 twice, 170,000 ......" Mr. Fu was about to drop the hammer when he saw it.

A voice sounded suddenly: "Five hundred thousand." ”

"Hiss......"

Seeing that the price had suddenly tripled, everyone present couldn't help but gasp.

Ye Qinbao looked in the direction where the voice came from, but only saw that the curtain of the private room on the second floor was hanging, making it impossible to see the identity of the people inside.

After a moment of silence, she could only grit her teeth again and shout: "Five hundred and one thousand!" ”

"A million." It was the private room again, and the waiter who helped to shout the price spoke calmly.

Ye Qinbao's face instantly turned to ashes.

A million, she can't afford it.