Ling Hui went to the auction place one day in advance in order to get back the Zan hairpin.

Before she came, she contacted the organizer of the auction.

The organizer arranged a star hotel for her.

The hotel is decorated with high-end luxury. After arriving at the rest room, Linghui lies on the bed and stares at the ceiling for a while.

His face was a little trance.

She has some feelings for the city.

When something happened at home, she came here to work hard and set up a jewelry company.

In the most brilliant time, because of the force of lingmotian, to sell the company.

Ling Hui couldn't sleep. She took a bath in the bathroom.

The long, curly, brown hair of the wet deer is scattered on the shoulders, and there is no chemical substance on the little face. It is pure and cold, and the eyebrows and eyes are flowing, inadvertently showing the wind of the little woman is clear and charming.

This face, though well maintained, is not a girl in her early twenties.

Ling Hui dried his hair, tied a ponytail, put on a sweater and went out.

Originally, there was a reception dinner for the organizers of the auction tonight. Ling Hui just wanted to be alone, but didn't go there.

Ling Hui strolled along the street beside the hotel, ate some snacks and returned to the hotel an hour later.

Go to the hotel gate, hear someone call her, she looked back.

This one sees, the beautiful eyes of cold Yan, contract slightly.

An extended Rolls Royce stopped at the door of the hotel. The waiter came forward and opened the door. A man and a woman came down from the car.

The man was wearing a handmade sapphire blue suit with a white shirt and no tie. The first three buttons were open, revealing the delicate collarbone.

A short black hair obviously after careful care, fluffy and shapeless, the forehead is covered by bangs, facial features appear more beautiful and charming.

After getting out of the car, he waited until the woman got off, and then he came to the hotel.

Ling Hui didn't take back his sight. They suddenly collided.

On his thin lips, he put on a lazy smile. When he saw her, the smile did not change. It was just Feng Mou, which was a little bit cool.

Within a second or two, he took his eyes off her face.

Ling Hui stood still, and Mei Mou couldn't help sweeping at the woman beside him.

The woman's face is covered with delicate makeup, red lips are like fire, a wave of long curly hair is draped on her shoulders, she is wearing a wrap skirt, her feet are stepping on hateful heights, and she is wearing a coat of this year's fleeting years on her shoulders. It looks delicate and fashionable.

With a mature woman's temperament in the workplace, women belong to the type that can be remembered at a glance.

There is some confusion in Ling Hui's mind.

But she knew that Tangxi had changed her girlfriend.

He never lacked women. And, one by one, more glamorous.

Ling Hui takes back his sight and heads for the hotel.

But behind him came another, "Linghui Xuemei?"

Ling Hui is sure someone called her. She looks back again.

I saw a man come down from another luxury car.

The man is about the same height as Tangxi, in his early thirties. Western dress and leather shoes, exquisite and elegant, mature and stable, and look heroic.

It's a stable type that Linghui used to like.

Ling Hui looks at the man a little familiar, think for a moment, think of it, the man is another school figure, is also Ling Hui's senior.

If she does not remember wrong, the man is Han Chen!

The man stepped on long legs and walked quickly to the holy emblem.

"Xuemei, do you remember me?" Han Chen takes the initiative to reach out to Ling Hui, a calm gentleman, "I'm Han Chen."

Ling Hui held out his tiny white hand and shook Han Chen's hands. His red lips raised a polite smile. "How can I not remember the famous Han Xuechang?"

"What a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here." Han Chen looks at Ling Hui. She is wearing a low-key, white slim shirt and black pencil pants. She wears a long sweater and coat outside. Her hair is tied into a ponytail. She looks pure and plain. She looks like she was in college.

"You haven't changed much in these years. It's the same as that, the goddess in the boy's heart."

"I'm flattered."

Han Chen was about to say something when a lazy male voice came, "Han Xuechang, long time no see."

Han Chen saw Tangxi, slightly embarrassed. He just talked with Linghui, but didn't notice that Tangxi was the same as his schoolmate.

Han Chen and Tangxi shake hands and say hello. Seeing the woman beside Tangxi, he asks, "girlfriend?"

Tangxi didn't admit it or deny it.

Lin Yanyan greeted Han Chen gracefully and said with a smile on her lips, "we Lin family and Tang family are friends. Although the two families want us to be together, I'm still working towards Mrs. Tang's goal."

Ling Hui looks at Tang Xi. When he hears Lin Yanyan's words, he doesn't say anything, but the smile on his lips is deeper.

Ling Hui also understood that Lin Yanyan should be the object of Tang Xi's marriage.Tangxi is also old. It's human nature for his family to want him to get married earlier.

Han Chen invites Ling Hui, Tang Xi and Lin Yanyan to have a night snack together. Ling Hui has no appetite. He makes an excuse to refuse. Ling Hui returns to his room.

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At this auction, many celebrities from home and abroad, big stars, long red carpet, and every guest who comes here is dressed up.

Ling Hui walked alone on the red carpet. She didn't care about other people's eyes. She went into the meeting and found her seat.

The venue is very large. There are almost 100 round tables.

Because of her aunt's return, Ling Hui's status has improved a lot, and she sits in the front seat.

After entering the venue, Ling Hui looks down at his mobile phone. Until someone sat down beside him and asked, "Hey, beauty, have we met anywhere before? You look familiar."

The old-fashioned way of accosting.

Ling Hui lifted his eyes and looked at the man. His red lips were slightly hooked. "I'm sorry, I don't have an impression on you."

Ling Hui is about to look down at her mobile phone again. Her eyes are full of light, which sweeps to Tang Xi and Lin Yanyan.

Last night I met two people in the hotel. Ling Hui guessed that they would also come to the auction.

When the man around saw Ling Hui looking at Lin Yanyan, he smiled and asked, "beauty, do you know Miss Lin? Recently, she has become a famous art in the jewelry industry. It is said that her father bought a jewelry company for her. She paid a lot of money to dig up several famous designers. The jewelry designed by her company is now the most popular in the market. "

Ling Hui's delicate black eyebrows wrinkled.

Her company was bought by a Mr. Lin.

She also knew art, but she didn't expect that it would be Tangxi's new girlfriend.

Ling Hui purses her lips and says nothing.

Soon, the auction began.

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