There were still five minutes left before the auction began, and Chu Chi suddenly asked Song Nana, "Are you nervous?" ”

Song Nana quickly looked up at him, lowered her head embarrassedly, and her voice was soft and soft, "Hmm." ”

If he hadn't sat close, Chu Chi would have almost never heard Song Nanai's voice.

He smiled.

He took off his black blazer and hung it in the crook of his arm, revealing his white shirt inside, and sat there, his knobby fingers tapping lightly on the handle of the chair.

"Don't be nervous," Chu Chi's voice was extremely gentle, "If you don't shoot something, you can treat yourself as an audience, just watch the excitement." ”

Song Nana replied softly.

When she said "um", Song Nana glanced at him with cat eyes that did not hide her joy.

It was at this moment that Chu Chi felt as if a feather had fallen from his heart, and he was very itchy.

He coughed lowly.

Bai Jinge watched Song Nanai and Chu Chi talking, and she pursed her lips.

Not to mention anything else, Chu Chi has always been pretending.

He was very poisonous in front of others, but now he looks gentle.

But that's fine, I have to let Song Nanai know that Fu Tingchuan is not the only man in this world.

There is a contrast before it hurts.

Fu Tingchuan is an ice cube with a sick brain, compared to Chu Chi, he is not a fart.

In the last minute of the opening of the auction, there was a sudden commotion at the door.

Bai Jinge looked over there curiously, and within a few seconds, he saw two people walking in side by side.

A long and narrow eye exudes a coldness, the anger between the eyebrows and eyes is undisguised, and when he walks in with his feet, he gently turns the Buddha beads on his wrist.

The whole person was indescribably cold, and three words were written from head to toe-

It's not easy to mess with.

It's very unkind at first glance.

And the man next to him, blue couture, accompanied by a pair of metal-framed eyes, glowed with a faint blue light in the lights of the venue.

The watch on his wrist is full of the word noble.

The corners of his lips were dyed with a smile, but his aura was no less than Fu Tingchuan.

Shangjing Ji family, Ji Rongwen.

A well-known noble son in the Beijing circle.

Not long after the two of them entered the door, they walked to both sides, but Bai Jinge suddenly said something in his heart.

Why did Fu Tingchuan come here!!

Similarly, Fu Tingchuan also noticed Bai Jinge and Song Nana.

His already angry eyebrows and eyes instantly became even colder.

Fu Tingchuan stared at Song Nana's eyes: "Why are you here." ”

Before Song Nana could speak, Bai Jinge opened his mouth with a smile next to her, "I brought her here, what's wrong?" ”

Fu Tingchuan frowned.

From the day he brought Song Nana to Fang Yihuating, he left a brand on Song Nana in his heart.

Song Nana is his man.

He wanted to hide Song Nanai in Fang Yihua's courtyard and not let anyone see it.

Although others will find out about Song Nana's existence sooner or later, it must not be now.

Fu Tingchuan looked at Bai Jinge gloomily, with a thick anger in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that." Bai Jinge held Song Nana's hand in front of Fu Tingchuan and rubbed it, "I just met Song Nana, there are no other twists and turns, and there is no purpose that cannot be said, I just want to recognize this friend." ”

Fu Tingchuan's breath sank even more.

He didn't know when Song Nana met Bai Jinge.

"The auction has started, are you sure you're still going to stand like this?" Bai Jinge choked Fu Tingchuan again, "Is it ugly?" ”