At that moment, those sour and astringent grievances came up.
Here, the auction begins.
I looked up and forced my tears back.
Tears are never something you need to show others.
Wen Ning stands on the top.
It seems that he has not experienced the twists and turns of Wen's bankruptcy and recovery. He stands on the stage with enough elegance.
The auction started smoothly.
I didn't hear what Qin Langjun said next to me.
And didn't keep arguing with him.
It's just that there's a pain somewhere in the heart.
He had to control his emotions so that he didn't look at him.
Most of the sights around are on the auction, but many of them are on my side.
Most of them came for Qin Langjun.
Whether married or not, his attraction has never diminished.
Even if the news of marriage is announced, there are still many women or girls with unrealistic thinking trying to jump on it.
After all, all this looks like a fairy tale, perfect and desirable.
I tried to raise my lips, but I failed in the end.
This auction is no different from the one I attended.
It's just an introduction.
To pave the way for the Wen family's plan to wait.
Probably because of the momentum of the Wen family recently, or because the things at this auction are enough to attract people's attention.
Anyway, it went well.
But the smooth is just ahead, how warm the atmosphere is, and how caught off guard the emergence of emergencies.
Someone who somehow doesn't know where to come from.
Come up and smash the field without saying a word.
The original warm atmosphere here turned into chaos and screams.
The accident came so suddenly that the security guard didn't even react. The expensive collections being auctioned on the stage only heard the crackling sound of breaking.
The trouble lasted only a few minutes.
The men were soon subdued.
But the auction was destroyed.
The last link, the final part, is now completely broken.
A farce that comes and goes quickly is more like a drama.
When the crowd surged, I sat where I was.
The wrist was gripped.
Qin Langjun frowned and held me in his cold hand.
My subconscious spine tightened, my body pricked up, my chin raised high, and those sharp words were ready to say at any time.
But before he could say it, his hand pressed hard.
But he held me in his arms.
I didn't ask if I did this farce, or if I designed it, but held me in my arms.
The crowd just rubbed me in the past, and I was stopped. Except for those who hurriedly rubbed me in the past, they were hardly affected.
His hand clasped on my waist.
My body always had a very light smell of tobacco. I leaned my head on his chest, tightly pursed my lips and didn't speak.
His hand was half clenched against his chest, but he never pushed it away.
Waiting for this farce to end.
He just let me go.
When I looked up at him, the arc of his frown still didn't loosen much.
The farce is over, and the rest is chaos.
Even if the frightened people were invited back again, the field here was almost destroyed.
Finally, the collection, which was bid up in price, turned into pieces on the ground and lay quietly on the ground.
Wen Ning stands on the other side.
Although it was not affected by those people, it was not much better.
I looked over there, then looked up at the man in front of me.
The farce is over.
When everyone came back, Qin Langjun let go of me.
But still didn't ask anything.
None of the situations I just imagined happened.
Not even what I thought he would ask and wonder.
He didn't ask and I didn't speak, but there was still a feeling that I couldn't speak out.
I can't tell whether he believes I didn't do it or has long recognized that I did it.
After all, he knew about all my thoughts before I came here.
Now just like this, it's easy to think of others.
But he didn't ask. People around him who deliberately wanted to find fault didn't think so.
Especially the woman who lost the battle at an Xun's side. When she came back, her hair bun was all messy.
The hair originally pulled behind the ears is now scattered in the front.
The whole person doesn't look as delicate and dignified as before, but looks a little embarrassed.
When passing by me, he looked at me with that kind of especially cynical sight, and then looked strange and said what he meant.
"Yo, people just ran away. You're still where you are. Do you expect those people won't move you?"
"That's nice." she looked like a knife hidden in her sight, cutting across my face, as if a bit of jealousy and disgust flashed. "Look at you, you're still clean, and there's no change. I thought you knew there would be such a thing."
With that, she stretched out her hand to tidy up her messy hair.
He glanced at me up and down, and the strong hostility was even heavier.
People come back again, but not all are perfect.
Almost all of them are the same as the woman in front of them. Their clothes are messy because of crowding, and their hair is scattered to varying degrees.
In short, the situation just now can not be summarized in the words of chaos.
"Even if I ran out with him, I wouldn't look so embarrassed."
I said without salt or light.
I almost never intended to look at the hostility of the woman in front of me.
After all, this is a disaster.
She was like a firecracker. She lit it all at once. The anger she had saved before was aroused in an instant.
At least I can care about the situation here. I didn't raise my voice to speak bitterly.
But what he said was not gentle enough.
It was almost vicious speculation, adding all the dark thoughts to me.
"If I say, you did it at all. After all, I heard it at the beginning. If it weren't for you, the Wen family would be the real young grandmother."
"You really have some skills. Those who specialize in this industry have this degree of hook, don't you?"
When Qin Langjun turned back to talk to others, the woman came up and said sarcastically to me.
"Want to learn?" I looked at her. "If you want to learn, you have to pay tuition, and not everyone can learn anything."
Her face was slightly ugly for a few minutes, probably because she didn't receive the expected results just now, and even became angry.