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Johansson was engrossed in his own half-finished design and had no idea when he had come up behind her.

"You … Why don't you knock again! " Qiao Anzhi was a little angry. Recalling what happened last night, his face turned slightly red and subconsciously hid the design script on the table behind him.

He had already seen it. Was it even necessary to hide it? Besides, with her physique, how could she block such a large piece of paper?

"You drew it?"

Joanna nodded.

Fu Siming pursed his lips and didn't say anything. He thought to himself, "This Johann seems to have become a completely different person after getting into a car accident." Previously, he didn't know that she would know this sort of stuff. He thought that she was a woman who knew nothing at all in her life.

"What else do you want?" Joanna looked at him warily, blinking twice.

What an innocent appearance, Fu Siming sneered. Did she think she could deceive him just like that?

The man took two steps towards her, causing her to retreat in fright. She stuttered, "You want to …" "What for?"

"I see that you've almost recovered. Get ready, tonight you will accompany me to attend an auction."

Auction? Joanna looked at him suspiciously, hoping he would explain, but when she saw the look in his eyes, she gave up.

"Hurry up, I don't like to wait." With a cold expression, he turned around and left the room.

Although he didn't know what the auction was about, Qiao Anxiao still thought that it would be a very formal occasion. She opened the wardrobe. Inside were countless' formal 'clothes, but …

Qiao Anxian picked one of the more normal looking dresses and changed it. Looking at himself in the mirror, he still felt awkward. The butler's voice, urging her to come downstairs, said that he was waiting for her.

There was no other way. Qiao Anjiao could only brace himself and go downstairs. Fu Siming only gave her a nonchalant glance before turning to leave.

The auction venue was located in the most bustling part of the city center, at the top floor of a five-star hotel. It was surrounded by a dome made of glass, glass, and other materials.

The driver stopped the car in front of the hotel entrance and opened the door. Just as Qiao Anzhi stepped out of the car and steadied himself, he staggered and almost fell down. There was someone who was a step faster than her. Their arms wrapped around her waist, allowing her to maintain her balance and not fall down. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.

"Hold me." Fu Siming's expression was indifferent. Even though he was very close to her and acted very intimately, he didn't even glance at her.

Naturally, Qiao Anjiao was unwilling to accept this. However, she was helpless as she was surrounded by reporters who wanted to take photos. She could only obediently take Fu Siming's arm and enter the venue with him.

The woman shied away uncomfortably from the eyes of others. This dress was the most normal of all the ceremonial dresses in the wardrobe, but it was still too exposed for her.

The back of her neck was completely exposed. If it weren't for the fact that Joanna's hair was long enough to cover most of it, she would never have worn it.

But the worst part was that the skirt was cut high on both sides, almost to the base of her thighs. With every step he took, Qiao Anxiao felt that the scenery under his skirt was about to be seen.

Was this really the style she liked? The bright red dress was still so exposed, the heels so high she doubted life.

She followed him obediently, afraid that she would make a mistake. Before she entered the auction house, she would check everyone out and hand over the communication device to someone else.

She watched as he handed a round plate to the staff member. After checking it, the staff member handed it back to him. She politely smiled and said, "Please, Mister Fu."

After entering the meeting room, Fu Siming sat down with Johann. Not long after, the auction started.

As the auctioneer entered the stage, the audience suddenly burst into an uproar of sighs. This auction was indeed one of the most famous jewelry designers in France. Even the auctioneers were top-notch in their field.

"Welcome to today's auction. I won't say much. Today's auction item is a classic piece designed by Ms. Yvonne in 1976, Eternity. The details are written in the booklets at hand. In addition, Ms. Yvonne says she will donate all of the proceeds from today's auction to charity. I hope you will have a pleasant evening. "

The auctioneer turned around and said, "The auction begins. The starting bid is one million."

"2 million!"

He raised the bid to two million in an instant, but no one withdrew from the bidding for the time being. In the end, the bid rose to five million.

Qiao Anxian looked at the necklace placed on the stage and really couldn't see anything special about it. He could only say that the world of the rich was really hard for people to understand.

Such extravagance, to be able to squander several million without even blinking an eye. How expensive must a several million dollar necklace be!

Fosmin noticed Joanna's absent-mindedness and could not help but mock her. Did you think I would bid and give it to you? "

When Qiao Anyan heard this, he shook his head and said, "You must not! "Even if you dare to gift it to me, you wouldn't dare to take it!"

Fu Siming slightly narrowed his eyes. He was extremely displeased with Qiao Yifan's performance. He pressed the bell beside his seat and leisurely said, "8 million."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes focused on Fu Siming and Qiao Anyan. From five to eight million, that was almost double the amount!

Qiao Anzhi was so scared that he almost fainted. He could not say a single word.

She saw the people around her cast envious glances at her. Some whispered, "This Madam Fu is so lucky. Mister Fu is willing to spend so much money just to please her."

"Eight million, is there a higher price?" The auctioneer's gaze swept across the bidders below the stage. No one continued to bid.

Just as he was about to announce the price, someone suddenly called out, "Ten million."