Chapter 397

Soon, the car drove into the meeting hall. It was a game for people of high social standing to play together. Those who could enter here should not only be rich, but also more important. Therefore, no reporter could come in. Even Jin Shixun, who had asked for mu Qingqing for a long time, failed to get the admission qualification, so he had to give up.

Today's Mu Qingqing is particularly beautiful. A close fitting white gold fishtail long dress is exquisite and concave and convex. Even the women present can't help but look at them with envy. The men are all showing peach blossom and seeing stars, even their souls are attracted by Mu Qingqing.

Only those men who have female companions around them seem to be relatively honest. With a decent book, they still can't help but secretly aim at Mu Qingqing from time to time. Sure enough, Mu Qingqing has such charm and aura. No matter where she is, she always becomes the focus of the audience. Even Su Wanqing, who has been used to such scenes for many years in the entertainment industry, is far less than half of Mu Qingqing's demeanor.

Some people are naturally the focus of attention.

"What a coincidence..." When Mu Qingqing was walking towards the meeting hall, he saw song Yanshu, who was isolated in a suit. His angular and beautiful side face was shining in the light. Even Mu Qingqing couldn't help but sigh in his heart. How could anyone be so handsome and beautiful in this world.

The people who let Mu Qingqing have this idea, in addition to Mo Liancheng, is song Yanshu. God has endowed these two men with divine beauty, and they are almost conquered.

"Why don't you go in?" Mu Qingqing walked over with a cool smile on her mouth. When she got to song Yan's writing, it was an American way to say hello. The kiss gently dropped on her cheek was like a dragonfly skimming the water. Out of politeness, however, it still made a huge wave in Song Yanshu's heart.

"Wait for you Song Yan Shu faintly smiles, concealing the mood fluctuation of the rolling eyes, pretending to speak carelessly. But he didn't tell Mu Qingqing that he agreed to attend the event because he knew that he would come.

Generally speaking, auctions will actively invite some people with prestige and strength to support the scene. As for those who are not invited, if they want to come, they have to submit applications. Besides their value, there are many kinds of measurement standards, which can be said to be harsh or even abnormal. Only because of this, can those rich people squeeze their brains out to join.

What's more, it's just a symbol of one's own identity.

"Qing Qing!" Mo Liancheng's voice was not far away. Before Mu Qingqing turned around, she quickly took song Yanshu's arm and leaned over.

With a polite smile, Mu Qingqing turned her eyes to the eyes of Mo Liancheng, and her calm eyes were full of hurtful anger. "Mr. Mo, you'd better call me miss mu, or Mu Qingqing."

"You have to be happy, don't you?" Mo Liancheng intonation light said, calm complexion can't cover the bottom of the eyes can't stop the overflow fire.

Mu Qingqing's heart came to interest, slightly raised eyebrows, deliberately said, "I can't believe that Mo Zong still has time to come here for recreation today. I thought you should have been busy and dizzy."

"What do you mean?" Mo Liancheng frowned and his voice sank several degrees.

Mu Qingqing, close to Mo Liancheng, winked at him, with an innocent face and a kind of joking smile. "Today, a big event happened in Jiangcheng. Your sweetheart is going to fall into hell. You come to the auction at leisure. How sad it would be if she knew it!"

"Mu Qingqing!"

Mo Liancheng gave a cold cry, and his belly fire was pressed back again. In public, Mo Liancheng didn't say much. He just glanced across Mu Qingqing's hand at the corner of song Yanshu's arm, and his eyes were hot.

Mo Liancheng deliberately approached Mu Qingqing's ear and lowered his voice and said, "muqingqing, don't forget, now the whole Jiangcheng people think you have my child in your stomach. You'd better keep a low profile, so as not to make yourself fishy!"

"Ah..." Mu Qingqing sneered and jokingly said, "moliancheng, how can you know what should be taboo? Before you divorced me, didn't you come to the auction with Su Wanqing hand in hand? If you remember correctly, you also sent her a valuable necklace, right?

The next day, your intimate photos were on the cover of the magazine. Why didn't you want to keep a low profile at that time? Now I've been ordered to do so, but you and I are different in the end... "

"What's the difference?" However, the light of the ink asked.

Mu Qingqing also straightened up at the moment. Within the distance of less than a palm from Molian City, he said sarcastically, "the difference is that I was qualified before, but you are not qualified now!"

With that, before Mo Liancheng could react, Mu Qingqing took song Yanshu's hand and disappeared at the gate of the venue.

Mo Liancheng's heart is merciless. He doesn't remember the last time he came to the auction and published in the magazine with Su Wanqing. However, he didn't mean to do so at that time, but because he quarreled with Mu Qingqing and lost his temper, he came with Su Wanqing in order to be angry and admire Qing Qing.As for the heart of the sun, moliancheng originally intended to give it to Mu Qingqing as a birthday gift. However, Su Wanqing played a trick and first took the stage to thank Mo Liancheng. She looked very affectionate. In addition, there were so many people present at that time that Mo Liancheng made a mistake and gave the necklace to Su Wanqing.

And after that, no matter how many explanations, simply Mo Liancheng did not say anything. I thought this event had long been precipitated in my memory, but I didn't expect that Mu Qingqing's memory is still fresh.

And Molian city came here today just for the heart of the sun. Su Wanqing lost this valuable necklace in a performance not long after she accepted the gift. In the years since then, it has never appeared on the market, but it did not expect to appear in this year's auction.

Song Yanshu's arm is a little stiff, his palm is cold and his whole body is hot. His mind is all on Mu Qingqing. Even though he is just a shield, he is surprised to enjoy the short-term happiness.

Soon after all the guests entered, the auction began.

The first to come on the stage are nothing but warm-up gadgets. Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng are not paying attention to them. They have a common goal today, which is the heart of the sun.