Chapter 222 The King Returns (19)
Even so, Chuzheng only spent less than 100 million.
There is another 100 million! !
"The starting price is 50 million!"
Fifty million!
This must be 100 million!
Arrange it!
Chuzheng cheered up and held up the sign very quickly. In just one minute, the price soared to 60 million.
But after 60 million, the price rises slowly.
Chuzheng looked at the table and saw that it was a crown. It was said that it was once owned by a member of the royal family of a certain country and was of extraordinary value.
The crown is indeed very beautiful under the light.
"One hundred million!"
When Chu Zheng saw that the person in front was lifting slowly, he directly raised the price.
I'm going to double it if I keep grinding! !
The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned to pay attention to Chu Zheng.
This crown is valuable, but 100 million... is somewhat more than the value of the crown, right? Whose prodigal is this? !
"Is there anything higher than 100 million?"
"One hundred and two million."
Someone held up a sign.
Chuzheng looked over there and saw a strange man, wearing a black suit, sitting in the corner, looking very low-key.
"One hundred and three million." Sheng Ting followed suit.
Chuzheng called out the price again: "One hundred and ten million!"
Man: "One hundred and twelve million."
Sheng Ting: "One hundred and fifteen million."
Chuzheng: "One hundred and twenty million."
Man: "One hundred and twenty-two million."
The three people came and went, and the price soared from 120 million to 150 million.
The spectators were very excited.
Chuzheng became a little impatient: "Twenty million!"
A cold voice circulated throughout the venue.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and neither the man nor Sheng Ting raised their placards.
"Two hundred million, is there anything higher? Two hundred million for the first time, two hundred million for the second time, deal done!"
The auctioneer makes the decision.
Chuzheng immediately got up and went to pay the money.
Kankan handed over the money in the last two minutes.
Chuzheng was blocked by Sheng Ting backstage.
"Sheng Chuzheng."
His full name.
Chuzheng held the heavy crown with a cold expression: "Is something wrong?"
"Do you have any idea how many people's attention you just attracted?"
"Then what?"
"There are not many people that my adoptive father has offended. Do you think they will let you go?" Sheng Ting said with a dark face, "Follow me next and I will protect you."
Sheng Tingfang said in a soft voice: "Zheng'er, I don't want to hurt you. I did something wrong in what happened before. Please forgive me and I will agree to whatever you want, okay?"
"Promise me everything?"
"I promise you anything."
Chuzheng said coldly: "Stay away from me."
Otherwise, I won’t be able to help but kill you, kill you...kill you! !
"Zheng'er!" Sheng Ting's eyes darkened: "I grew up with you, why don't you like me?"
There was suppressed pain in his voice.
There was a hint of violence in his eyes.
"I like you so much, why don't you just look at me? What else do you want from me? I'll give you whatever you want. Why don't you stay with me... Do you like Jiang Ye?"
The aura around Sheng Ting suddenly became sharp.
Chuzheng hugged the crown tightly.
Well, how terrible!
It scared me!
Just as Chuzheng was about to kick her, Jiang Ye appeared out of nowhere, pulled Chuzheng towards him, and held her in his arms with his hands.
"Mr. Sheng, please don't harass my female companion, okay?"
The young man's tone was smiling and very polite.
"Jiang Ye, let her go!" Sheng Ting shouted, murderous intent growing in his eyes.
"Mr. Sheng, I'm sorry to have to obey you." The young man smiled casually: "Miss Sheng is now my female companion, and I have to protect her."
Sheng Ting narrowed his eyes, moved his feet, and punched Jiang Ye.
Before his fist touched Jiang Ye, Sheng Ting's body suddenly stepped back.
He looked at the person who kicked him in disbelief.
The force wasn't very strong, it took a lot of skill and he was unprepared, so he was kicked away.
"How can a little girl do such an action?" Jiang Ye arranged the hem of Chu Zheng's skirt as if doting on her.
There was a flash of hurt in Sheng Ting's eyes: "You...you helped him?"
Chuzheng nodded seriously: "Yeah." I just wanted to kick you, but the good guy card suddenly appeared and interrupted me.
And if I don’t help good people, who will I help?
Can I help you, this piece of shit?
What about dreaming?
"Brother Ting..." Zhuang Yi ran over at the right time: "Brother Ting, there is a man who claims to be Sirius who wants to see you."
Sheng Ting glanced at Chuzheng and Jiang Ye with a sinister look, and left with Zhuang Yi.
"Sirius..." Jiang Ye murmured.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Ye lowered his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a casual arc: "You don't know?"
Chuzheng shook her head, what did she know?
Jiang Ye lowered his head, and his fine hair swept across Chuzheng's cheeks. Chuzheng picked at the edge of the crown box, her little face tensed and serious.
Want to touch...
Want to touch...
I really want to touch it...
Will he be angry if I touch him now...
The young man lowered his voice: "Sirius is a foreign force. Sheng Ting has no idea what he wants to do if he contacts them at this time."
"Oh." Chuzheng's attention was entirely on Jiang Ye's hair.
Jiang Ye saw that Chu Zheng was not interested and his eyes fell on her arms: "What are you holding?"
"The crown." Chuzheng turned her eyes and neatly handed the box to him: "It's for you."
Um!
Good guy cards are awesome!
"..."
Why give him the crown? Do you want to make him king?
Jiang Ye still didn’t know that Chu Zheng spent 200 million to take the photo.
"I can't take such a valuable thing..."
"You can choose to throw it away." I held it for so long, it was so heavy! !
Jiang Ye: "..."
Can the crown be thrown away?
This is not how money is burned!
Jiang Ye silently hugged the box and walked up with her in his arms: "I just saw the person you were looking for. I will take you there."
Chuzheng looked away from Jiang Ye's head and nodded with a stern face.
"What's the relationship between you and Sheng Ting?"
When they went up, Jiang Ye couldn't help but ask her.
"He wanted to lock me up."
"...He likes you." Jiang Ye's eyes flashed slightly.
Chuzheng said calmly: "Maybe."
Whether Sheng Ting liked the original owner or just wanted to keep the original owner as his own, Chu Zheng didn't know.
If he really liked the original owner, would he still get entangled with other people?
The bright light flashed across Jiang Ye's eyes, fleeting like a shooting star.
He asked softly: "Do you like him?"
Jiang Ye told himself that there was no need for him to ask this question.
It has nothing to do with him.
But he still couldn't help but ask...
Chuzheng looked indifferent: "No."
Hearing the negative answer, Jiang Ye felt relieved, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "We're here."
Chuzheng glanced at the door in front of her.
Someone is guarding the door.
Jiang Ye handed over a special card. The other party swiped it and gave it back to Jiang Ye to open the door for him.
Soft piano sounds flowed out.
The room was spacious and bright, not too noisy, and well-dressed people gathered together in twos and threes to talk.
Jiang Ye led her in. Some people looked at her curiously, but no one came forward to speak.
