"Giving a gift?" he asked, frowning, "Giving a gift, does it require someone to spend money?"
"I don't know about this. I just asked around backstage and heard that this distinguished guest is unsentimental. In order to consolidate the relationship between the two clans, Young Master Andre has come up with such creative gifts for beautiful women several times, and it's strange.
What's strange is that this big shot, who is rumored to be not a womanizer, actually accepted every gift from Young Master Andre..."
As soon as Misha finished speaking, Hei heard a ding from the stage, "Five million, price, sell."
Beauty, come out of the cage.
A distinguished guest is invited to appear on stage.
The stage light suddenly dimmed.
In the darkness, one could only see from a distance, the crowd on the second floor of the Guanlan Tower exited a wide path, blocked by the crowd, and men in dark clothing began to crowd onto the stage, followed by several men in black...
Hei Ziran couldn't help but watch such a farce, and in a blink of an eye, he began to search for traces of the criminal in the darkness.[
And, the moment his eyes reached Taichung!
Snap!
The crystal pendant lights in the hall suddenly lit up. He raised his head and met a pair of men's eyes directly.
Breathe, pause suddenly.
Suddenly, his hands and feet were cold. He stood there, unable to breathe or move.
It's him...
It's him.
How could I meet him again on such an occasion and in such a place?
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The man on the stage has a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, dark, deep, and bottom-rimmed. Looking from a distance, the shadows in the night sky can almost cover up all the light and sight, and can almost cover up all the vicissitudes of life.
It seems like a pair of eyes with too many stories.
There is more than before, more stability, more sorrow, and more vicissitudes of life.
The story in those eyes makes people reluctant to delve deeper, and they dare not ask more questions, for fear that the edges are too sharp and crisp, and if not careful, they will be sharp and hurt the hearts of onlookers.[
He is on stage and he is off stage.
Just for a second, just for a second, Hei, the former Yan Xiaoyu who was standing in the crowd, clenched his fists with both hands, turned his head away, and forcefully closed his eyes, forcing himself not to look again.
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Countless memories surged, and the burning pain from the fire seemed to reappear alive, and the skin, limbs, and bones of the body were in severe pain...
The thin lips bitten down and the teeth marks stained with salty taste also seem to remind myself that five years ago, no one could let go of that borderline hatred!
"Hei, Hei, are you there? Are you listening? I've heard about it. The VIP status of the young master Andre who gave away all the photos of beautiful women has a great background. He is..."
"Welcome our distinguished guest today, the owner of the beautiful woman who was auctioned off—Master Nangong, Master Tou!"
The host announced that all the spotlights were on the man in a dark suit on the stage...
Still have the same eyebrows and eyes, still the same face, born with the temperament and charm of many people's eyes, no need to apply "color", the innate existence has an inherent focus.
This kind of man is God's favorite.
Still so bright, still so eye-catching.
He is still him, still him... Nangong Tou!
When his face and everything were completely reflected in the black eyelids, she suddenly felt a pain in her eyes. She raised her hand to protect her right shoulder and felt a sharp pain.
Yes, it hurts, it still hurts.
She had long thought that her body was healed, her shoulders that had been destroyed, that they would not relapse after many years, but at this unexpected moment, just one glance, just one glance, was able to destroy the fortress she had built over the past five years.
The body that had formed a wall revived again, the pain broke out, and it was unbearable.
"Black! There's a situation! The prisoner ran out of the venue! Chase him quickly!"
Misha’s reminder rang in his ears.
Black eyes flickered, and he quickly turned around to look back. Sure enough, he saw the criminal taking advantage of his trance to escape from the crowd in the darkness and run towards the outside of the venue -----
"Next, please Master Tou personally release your auction item, this beautiful lady."
The host's words rang on the stage and the lock cage was opened.
Then, he saw the girl in the cage bending down and getting out. Without waiting for Nangong Touo to move, she stepped forward and timidly grabbed his hand, hiding behind him with a shy posture...
Is it a beauty auction?
Take it all according to the order, right?
It seems that in the years since Black Cat died and without her, he has lived a very good life.
Looking at the two people holding hands on the stage, Yan Xiaoyu turned into black, and a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Then, without saying any more words, he turned sideways and informed Misha of the signal number, then turned around and ran towards the back door of the venue where the criminal was running——
Did not stop for a moment.
I didn't even look at him again.
I have already decided not to be involved anymore.
If she can't reach her, why not hide?
In this life, she will never have any interaction with this man named Nangong Tou!
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The spotlight goes off and the auction ends.
The girls who were photographed found their sponsors one by one, striving to make the recipients get value for their money.
Only in the end, the five million girls who were photographed stood at the door of the VIP lounge and beside the carpet in the corridor, cowering and not daring to make a sound.
In less than five minutes, I saw the young master of the Andre family hurried over, opened the door, and said dissatisfiedly to the man who was sitting on the sofa, immersed in the computer and not looking at the beautiful woman, "Master, you
Why are you so moved after taking a photo of a beautiful woman? You spent five million. Although five million is not a big sum of money, you can't just throw it away!"
"Karl, I told you, don't do such a thing again." Snap, the computer was closed, the man raised his head, and looked at the eighteen-year-old boy with a sharp look in his eyes.
But Andre's young master Karl was not afraid. Instead, he ran into the room and said with a playful smile, "Cousin, since you don't like it, you can refuse it. Why do you have to spend money to take pictures? You are not contradicting yourself.
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After glancing at him, Nangong Tou didn't say anything, but slowly laid his eyes on the girl standing in front of the door -----
"Take off the veil," he ordered.
The girl heard the words, obeyed, hurriedly took off her veil, and slowly raised her face...
Although he had expected it in his heart, when he looked at the face of the girl who was almost exactly the same as hers, his heart still couldn't help but throb, as if a cone was stabbing her hard.
The bloody mouth in his heart could burst open at any time, and he showed no mercy.
"That's the reason." He said calmly, with an imperceptible sadness in his words.
Even if it was a counterfeit, he couldn't accept it in his heart. The same face as hers was photographed and used like goods.