Chapter 15

Qin Qing is not a genius, but she is confident that her efforts will not lose to anyone.

What Qin Wanrou, who is full of inferiority complex, hates most is her self-confidence.

"No matter how powerful you are, what if I hurt you? Qin Qing, you don't have the blood of the Qin family, and no one will help you at all." Qin Wanrou, who was holding her fist, pulled out a false smile and crossed her eyes with a cruel determination, "I'll show you who is the winner now."

With that, she walked up to Qin Jin and whispered something. Then she saw the eldest son of the Qin family, who was so embarrassed that she couldn't do anything. Her eyes lit up. Several walked to the stage, grabbed the microphone and announced with a smile: "It's rare that a little girl's works can be loved by everyone. Today is the day when Wanrou officially returns to the Qin family. The child has a kind heart and wants to use this calligraphy to contribute to the poor mountainous areas. Here, I decided to auction Wanrou's works at unlimited prices. I hope you will give me more support."

He opened his mouth about his daughter and closed his mouth about Qin Wanrou. Obviously, he didn't include Qin Qing.

For a time, the guests around Qin Qing were embarrassed. Even old Zhang frowned and disagreed, but Qin and Jin were the host of the banquet. Everyone was embarrassed not to join in, so the applause in front of the stage was still sparse.

"OK, the next free bid, the highest bidder will get." Qin Jin was in high spirits. Finding the feeling of home made him feel happy, and even his tone was excited.

At first, the audience looked at each other and couldn't figure out the situation. Later, they realized the purpose of the Qin family's banquet. They couldn't stop sighing. Obviously, they raised their hands to show their support.

"Three thousand."

"Five thousand."

……

The bidding went on tepidly, and no one paid attention to whether it was worth it. Everyone was just selling the face of the Qin family.

With every bidding under the stage and every time the guests raised their hands, the applause and thanks of Qin and Jin on the table set off how helpless the girl on the edge was, as if every word and sentence were satirizing her innocence.

"See? My dear sister, this is the reality. If you leave the big tree of the Qin family, even if you have three heads and six arms, you can only be a defeated general under me." Qin Wanrou holds the hem of the princess skirt and raises her chin like a victorious peacock. She no longer has the slightest scruples to attack the lonely girl standing there deliberately ignored.

"Ha ha..." hearing the speech, Qin Qing lowered her eyes and smiled lightly. Her eyes swept the audience faintly. Although she was three years old and had experienced many human feelings, she still felt cold in the disguised smiling faces of these people.

She has feelings for the Qin family, but the Qin family stabbed her heart with a knife again and again. What's the significance of sticking to it?

She shook her head and smiled bitterly. She silently turned and took down her rice paper. When she was preparing to end, she suddenly heard a familiar voice under the stage.

"Ten million." the low magnetic voice shocked the whole audience with a strong sense of oppression. The surrounding temperature soared below zero. They couldn't help fighting a cold war, and then they were startled by the amount heard in their ears.

Ten million?!

"Cough, I don't know who the gentleman is. Can I repeat the price?" Qin Jin coughed twice and thought he had heard something wrong. I'm afraid someone was joking.

After all, who would pay $10 million to buy an unknown work.

Da... Da... Da... The black leather shoes stepped on the marble floor and sent out a steady and clear rhythm. People followed the prestige and saw a tall figure slowly coming from the dim light on the balcony. When the bright light lit up the face, sword eyebrows, stars, high nose and thin lips, the handsome and cold outline made people couldn't help but draw cold air and give way automatically and consciously.

"This gentleman..." the man's aura is so strong that the throat of Qin and Jin on the stage is tight and can't make a sound at all.

The other party obviously didn't mean to talk nonsense with him. When his slender arm was lifted, he directly pointed to a slender figure on the stage and said coldly: "ten million, buy her words."

Her?

Everyone looked in the direction and found that the other party didn't mean Qin Wanrou, but the forgotten Miss Qin Qing.

The latter was also looking back in surprise. There was a moment of stagnation on his dignified and exquisite face, and then blinked, revealing a trace of confused stupidity.

The man who just entered the door hid in the balcony to smoke. Why did he come out now? He also asked for $10 million. Is it too much money to burn his hands?

Obviously, there was more than one person who had the same idea with her. After the shock, the discussion came again. Everyone asked about the origin of the man, but no one knew his identity.

But looking at each other's clothing taste, it is obvious that he is also a big man with weight. Now he comes out and makes a statement

Before things got out of control, Qin Wanrou couldn't bear to rush up from behind, grabbed the microphone, smiled and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, what's auctioning now is my work, not my sister's. I don't know how much money you want to give me. It's all love and how much is a heart."

Today is her home. Everything should revolve around her. We must not let Qin Qing, a bitch, disturb the game.

But in the face of her unfavourable dress, she was weak and pathetic, but the man under the stage was like a stone without emotion. He was not moved at all. He didn't even put a superfluous look on her, and his tone was as cold as iron, "your word is not worth it."

Your words are worthless, not even necessary to make an offer.

With a puff, Qin Qing on the stage couldn't help laughing.

"You... Are you a group?!" Qin Wanrou was angry and dared not scold the terrible man. She turned her head and roared at Qin Qing. The successive failures made her unable to disguise her sister's role. Her thin black fingers wanted to poke into that delicate face, "Qin Qing, why are you standing here? What you eat and wear should belong to me. What are you doing here, you bastard, little miscellaneous..."

With a crisp bang, the high and sharp screams and curses were completely stopped.

Qin Qing slowly withdrew her hand. Her delicate face was covered with frost, and her voice was even colder. "Qin Wanrou, I Qin Qing was pressed to take photos in the studio at the age of three to make money for the Qin family. I haven't had a full meal and slept since the age of five. I created benefits for the Qin family, not to mention raising me for 17 years, but I can't raise me too much all my life."

Every family has a sad secret behind it. Today Qin Qing simply let go and poured out the tears and sweat that had been suppressed in her heart for so many years.

"Since you want this position so much, I'll give it to you. Miss Qin, I don't want it."