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nTranslator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

nXiang Xiaoyuan’s was distracted by the discussion of the people behind her.

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n“Why would Zhong Huai’s painting be auctioned? It shouldn’t be. He has already passed away. His works are all precious relics. Why would the Zhong family auction it?”

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n“Who knows? It seems that this painting is the highlight of this auction. Are we going to bid?”

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n“I don’t know. Let’s see what the CEO has to say. But what’s going on with the Zhong family today? It’s so strange. Their behavior is really puzzling.”

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nXiang Xiaoyuan was still trying hard to listen to the gossip. Only then did she understand why the atmosphere was so strange. It turned out that the artist of this painting was Director Zhong’s deceased younger brother. This behavior was indeed very strange.

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nShe was focused on listening to the gossip around her.As the auction hall was dim, she did not notice Lu Wanggui’s cold eyes. When Xiang Xiaoyuan turned to look at the painting on the stage, Lu Wanggui reverted to his usual expression. He subconsciously clenched his hands that were casually placed on his knees.

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nTo be fair, this painting was indeed not bad. It could be seen that the person who painted this painting was in a good mood. The painting had a blue sky, the sea, and the beach, and the colors were bright.

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nThe starting bid for this painting was two million.

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nXiang Xiaoyuan wanted to raise her card, but she also didn’t want to. Lu Wanggui saw her hesitation. This time, he didn’t use his phone to send a message. Instead, he leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice, “Do you like it?”

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nXiang Xiaoyuan didn’t know whether to nod or shake her head. If she were to tell the truth, it would be bad if others heard her. Therefore, she tapped on her phone. While others were focused on the auction, she sent a message to Lu Wanggui: Is this worth collecting?

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nLu Wanggui paused for a moment: Don’t worry about that. Do you like it?

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nXiang Xiaoyuan: Yes.

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nLu Wanggui looked at the word on the phone screen. A dark light surged in the depths of his eyes. He paused for a moment and continued typing. He wanted to say that she should bid it if she liked it, but before he could finish typing, Xiang Xiaoyuan’s message came in again: But if it’s more than four digits, I don’t want to bid anymore.

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nMaybe she was not artistic. This kind of painting might look good on the wall at home, but if it was more than four digits, then forget it. She was a vulgar person. She wouldn’t spend millions to buy a painting. Wouldn’t it be nice to use this money to buy a house?

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nLu Wanggui was stunned. Looking at the message, he suddenly beamed in joy. The two of them kept whispering at each other. Lu Bei could not help but peek at them. He thought in puzzlement, these two people were so clingy. He wondered what made his father so happy?

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nThe bidding for Zhong Huai’s painting was very intense. After all, everyone who was present was here for Shengkong Group. So they had to give them face. Xiang Xiaoyuan did not raise her card at all but the price for the painting was getting higher and higher. She could not help but feel a little scared. In order to divert her attention, she searched for the name Zhong Huai on her phone.

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nIt could be that Zhong Huai had already passed away, or it could be that Shengkong Group did not want people to find out about Zhong Huai, so there was very little information about him on the internet. Other than a few pieces of news, there was no other information.

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nLu Wanggui noticed her movements. He crossed his legs and patiently typed on the screen with his slender fingers: Bored?

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nXiang Xiaoyuan: A little, it’s not as interesting as I thought.

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nLu Wanggui: It’s almost over. Is there anything you like?

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nXiang Xiaoyuan replied honestly: Yes.

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nLu Wanggui: ?

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nXiang Xiaoyuan: But I don’t think it’s worth such a high price.

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nLu Wanggui: That’s why it’s a charity dinner.

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nXiang Xiaoyuan: Then let’s not join in the fun.

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nShengking Group was rich and powerful. Moreover, no one could tell where the money of this charity dinner was going. There was too much corruption in these charity organizations.

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nLu Wanggui was in a good mood when he saw the words ‘we’. Even the painting on the stand was no longer an eyesore.

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n We can go to some normal auctions in the future.

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nXiang Xiaoyuan: ?

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nLu Wanggui: Go and feel the joy of bidding in an auction. You are responsible for raising the card, and I am responsible for paying the bill.

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nXiang Xiaoyuan’s breathing suddenly quickened. She was not an inexperienced little girl. If she still did not understand Lu Wanggui’s feelings by now, she should just return to the furnace and start anew.

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nShe deliberated for a moment before replying, You don’t know what brings me true happiness. The auction is not one of them.

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nLu Wanggui: Then tell me.

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nXiang Xiaoyuan: Oh? You want me to tell you directly? Did you copy the answers during an exam?

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nLu Wanggui could not help but laugh. He put away his phone and did not reply to her message. Instead, he took out his wallet while the lights in the auction hall were dim.. His gaze was focused on the front, but his put his hand in front of Xiang Xiaoyuan.

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