Chapter 7: She's a Little Mute

"Gui Yan, take the young lady to a seat." Leng Kanxun glanced towards the seat, and Gui Yan immediately made a gesture of please.

Zhou Yarou glanced at Ling Qixi fiercely, although she didn't want to leave, she didn't dare to disobey Leng Detective, so she had to leave with Guiyan.

Ling Qixi thought that Leng Kanxun would also leave, but he didn't expect that he would lower his eyes and ask, "Have we met somewhere?" ”

He is arrogant by nature, and he has an iceberg attribute that is not close to people.

At this moment, those sharp eyes were staring at her for a moment, as if they had seen through something.

Ling Qixi was beating a drum in his heart, but his face was very calm, "Oh? Really? I guess it was in a dream! ”

With that, she walked to the other side with the cake saucer.

Leng Kanxun's eyes became darker and deeper...... Even the way she eats is very similar to that of the little mute.

Although the chance of her being a little mute is almost zero, he will still subconsciously associate the two people.

After the auction began, Ling Qixi sat in the most remote corner with a glass of lemon juice in both hands.

She likes to see her work go up for auction so she knows how much money she's coming in.

Because of Leng Xun, Zhou Yarou was able to sit in the VIP seat.

glanced back at Ling Qixi, who was sitting in the corner, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, how do you know that kind of person?" ”

"What kind of person?" Leng Kanxun lowered his head and replied to the message, and asked casually.

"O poor man! Look at her dress, there is poverty and sourness everywhere. ”

"Poor sour? Do you have to wear gold bars around your neck to prove that you are rich? ”

He thinks that the fresh makeup is very good, especially against the backdrop of a room full of bewitching ladies, it is simply a rare eye-catching.

"Not really, it's just a celebrity lady here, how can anyone carry that kind of handbag?"

A small one, embroidered silk handbag, although the pattern and cheongsam match very well, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like a gift for buying a cheongsam.

"You'd better mind yourself, don't you want to buy a gift for your mother? Concentrate on picking. ”

Leng Kanxun is not interested in these things, just wait for the time to pay.

"Seventy-one, one hundred thousand for the first time!"

Hearing the number reported by the host, Zhou Yarou reflexively looked at the corner.

That poor woman actually raised a card?

Zhou Yarou immediately raised the sign in her hand, and without even looking at it, she called the price up.

"Eight, 110,000!"

Ling Qixi saw that it was Zhou Yarou, and immediately understood what it meant.

Zhou Yarou is very competitive, although she didn't recognize her, she would still upgrade herself to an imaginary enemy because other people's clothes couldn't compare.

Because Mo Mo was particularly fond of antique pocket watches, Ling Qixi raised his hand again, "Seventy-one, one hundred and twenty thousand!" ”

"How dare you rob me!" Zhou Yarou was angry, and the hand holding the sign slammed hard, only to hear a smack, and the zipper on her waist cracked instantly.

"Ahh Zhou Yarou hurriedly sat back, raising her hand to protect the ruptured position.

"Oh my God! It's too embarrassing, isn't it? Where did she buy the clothes, the quality is too poor. ”

"I don't think the clothes are of good quality, it's that she's wearing them too tightly. Don't you see, is it the waistline that stretches the line? ”

"I thought her clothes were so tight, and it wasn't strange that her waist would crack like that."

"It's a shame, if I were Leng Ye, I might draw a line on the spot!"

Listening to everyone's discussions, Zhou Yarou was about to cry aggrieved.

"Brother, what should I do?"