Chapter 90： : Paving the way for becoming a childcare provider

Shen Yizhi didn't know what Qing Bao's piece was, but he could see that if he continued to play according to the original idea, a large piece of the chess piece would be eaten after five moves.

He took a careful look at Qing Bao and met his big, innocent eyes. He couldn't help but secretly thought that he was really overthinking. How could Qing Bao, a little kid less than three years old, be so wise?

This step is probably a coincidence.

Next, Shen Yizhi simply let Qing Bao take over.

Qing Bao turned out to be just like He Buzhi.

Every time Qing Bao made a move, it seemed that he was unconstrained and very casual, but He Buzhi became more and more frightened.

Is this really a baby under three years old? Why do you control yourself so cleverly every step of the way?

Looking at Shen Yizhi on the side who still looked like he didn't know anything, he felt a little funny for no reason.

If she knew that her son was such a monster, what would her expression be like?

Forget it, let her discover it slowly by herself. We can’t deprive her of the joy of being a mother, right?

He Buzhi will never admit that he has a bad taste.

At the entrance of Tianbao Pavilion, Shen Yizhi easily jumped off the carriage with Qing Bao in his arms, while He Yang moved He Buzhi and the wheelchair down together.

As soon as he turned around, Shen Yizhi saw two "acquaintances".

Aren't these the "Brother Meng Yu" and "Bao Qin" we met in the mountains that day?

After Zhao Mengyu dismounted, he immediately came to the carriage and helped Han Baoqin down from the carriage very gently and considerately.

Then, a fat girl opened the curtain and saw that scene, her eyes darkened for a moment.

“Sister, let me help you down.”

Han Baoqin turned around and stretched out his hand towards Han Baoluo.

"No, I will come down by myself." Han Baoluo raised his chin and coldly refused her help.

Han Baoqin looked sad and was about to cry: "Sister, I just want to help you..."

Han Baoluo sneered and stepped on the bench to get out of the car.

At first, she was stepping firmly, but Han Baoqin was very persistent in stepping forward to help her, and even warned: "Sister, be careful, don't fall."

She brought a cloyingly sweet fragrance as she came closer, and Han Baoluo suddenly felt irritable for some reason when he smelled it.

However, Han Baoqin came close to her ear and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Sister, Brother Meng Yu is mine, you can never compete with me."

Han Baoluo couldn't bear it anymore and slapped him.

"Ah!" Han Baoqin screamed, was beaten around in a circle, and fell into the arms of Zhao Mengyu who rushed over.

She covered her face and looked at Han Baoluo in disbelief: "Sister, why did you hit me?"

Han Baoluo wanted to explain, but when she saw Zhao Mengyu, who was her fiancé, hugging her with a distressed expression, the fire in her heart not only did not go out, but instead jumped higher.

"The one I'm beating is you, a little bitch! Don't think that just because you have a foxy face, you can seduce Brother Zhao! You, a despicable brat, dare to think about the position of Zhao's parents-in-law. You are simply overestimating your abilities! Don't think that When your mother straightens you up, you will become your legitimate daughter. I tell you, you will never get over me!"

Han Baoqin leaned in Zhao Mengyu's arms, tears falling from his wide-open eyes, and even choked up from crying, looking so sad.

Zhao Mengyu felt extremely distressed, and shot two sharp sword-like eyes at Han Baoluo, "Baoqin is kind and sensible, but what about you? Not only are you ugly, but you are also extremely vicious in heart! You are not worthy of entering my Zhao family. ! I will ask my parents to terminate this engagement when I get back!"

Han Baoqin, who was crying uncontrollably, heard the words, and the corner of his mouth under the veil curved slightly.

Han Baolu couldn’t believe what he heard, “You want to... break off the engagement with me?”

“That’s right! A woman like you makes me sick even just looking at her!”

Zhao Mengyu kept inserting a knife into Han Baoluo's heart.

After saying that, regardless of how she reacted, she took Han Baoqin and walked inside.

Han Baoqin looked back at Han Baoluo, looking like he was anxious to explain but didn't know how to speak.

Han Baoluo stood there in despair, his face was pale, his lips were trembling, tears were flowing out and smeared on his face, his makeup was all gone, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

However, the onlookers not only showed no sympathy at all, but also laughed at him.

"Is this the eldest lady of the Han family? She is as fat as a pig. No wonder Young Master Zhao looks down on her."

“Not to mention she is ugly and fat, but she is also so vicious. The second lady kindly went to help her, but she slapped her in the face. If she wants me, I will have to break off the engagement with her.”

“The second lady has always been kind. Last year she even gave porridge to the beggars herself.”

“In terms of looks, the eldest lady can’t even compare with a finger of the second lady…”

Han Baoluo clenched his fists tightly and stared at the people around him fiercely.

They don’t know anything and they’re just talking nonsense here!

These people are as hateful as Han Baoqin!

Sooner or later, she will have to shut up all these people!

Han Baoluo rubbed his eyes hard, held his head high and walked into Tianbao Pavilion.

Shen Yizhi held Qing Bao's hand and looked at her back thoughtfully.

This Miss Han seems to be poisoned...

The auction was held in a single-family pavilion. Two women in light green dresses stood at the door, greeting the guests with smiles.

Entering the auction hall, Shen Yizhi and He Buzhi sat down at a square table in the second row.

By coincidence, Han Baoluo and the other three were leading the table.

At the beginning of Sishi (9 o'clock), the auction started on time.

Shopkeeper Zhou Caifeng personally served as the auctioneer. After taking the stage, he made a humorous opening statement to liven up the atmosphere. Then he said: "I won't talk nonsense. Let's go straight to the auction. The first item is a black iron sword made by Master Wang Qantang." , the base price is one thousand taels, and each increase must not be less than one hundred taels.”

Unexpectedly, the first lot was sent by Wang Qantang. Shen Yizhi looked towards the stage.

Zhou Caifeng nodded to the maid, and the maid came to the venue with a sword in hand and walked between the tables so that everyone could observe the auction items up close.

One after another, people raised the number plates. After a few minutes, the price was increased to two thousand taels, and the number of bidders gradually decreased.

There are only two people left who are still adding one hundred and two hundred taels.

Shen Yizhi raised the sign and said, "Five thousand taels."

The scene was suddenly silent for a moment.

Many people looked at her, wondering who could raise the price so much at once.

On the other hand, He Buzhi, who was sitting next to him, was very calm.

Shen Yizhi did this because he thought that since Wang Qantang sent the auction items, he must be trying to make a lot of money. As an acquaintance, she naturally wanted to help him.

Secondly, she wants to create a persona for herself in this auction that is stupid and rich, so that others cannot tell what she really wants to shoot, so that she can spend the least amount of money to get what she wants. Things are in the bag.

At the same time, it is also a way to pave the way for the future when one's own auction items appear.

As soon as the high price of five thousand taels was announced, no one else bid for a while. Zhou Caifeng confirmed it three times. Just as he was about to knock the hammer down, a voice suddenly sounded: "Five thousand one hundred taels."