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Everyone loudly called out their bids, not to mention that it was even higher than Fu Siming's bid by a full two million. Everyone's gazes all shot towards that person.

Suddenly, someone said, "It seems to be the Wen Group's CEO!"

Fu Siming followed the direction of the voice and saw that it was indeed Wen Ziqi. It seemed that the auction this time would be very interesting. He called out the bid, "Fifteen million."

"18 million."

After Wen Ziqi finished speaking, he didn't forget to raise his eyebrows at Fu Siming.

Fu Siming didn't think much of people. With a smile on his face, he continued to call out a price, "Twenty million."

"Twenty-five million!"

The other bidders thought that these two must have gone crazy as they watched their bidding. One necklace was sold for a sky-high price.

Qiao Anzhi noticed that the gaze of Wen Ziqi had been lingering on her the entire time; it even carried a bit of ambiguity. Qiao Anxiao slightly frowned, not understanding. He could only say that he was too sensitive and must have seen wrongly.

"Your lover is quite willing." Fosmin leaned close to Joanna's ear, his voice teasing.

When he heard the word "lover," he was stunned and puzzled. He raised his head and looked innocently at Fu Siming, unable to understand what he meant.

When he saw her innocent appearance again, he felt sarcastic and turned his head away, no longer looking at the face that disgusted him.

"25 million, is there a higher price?" The auctioneer asked. There was complete silence.

"Twenty-five million going once …" Twenty-five million going twice … Twenty-five million... "Deal!"

Following the auctioneer's firm command, the necklace was ultimately auctioned off by Wen Ziqi.

"Mister Fu, thank you."

Wen Ziqi's smile contained a hint of complacency, but Fu Siming was completely unmoved.

"Congratulations Mr. Wen for obtaining this auction's only item and thanking you for your contributions to the charity project. Next, everyone, please move on. We have prepared a feast in the banquet hall. I hope everyone can enjoy this."

There were quite a few people at the party, and they were all well-known figures. As they talked, they were all speaking words that Qiao Anxiao could not understand.

A few women and business elites surrounded Fu Siming. They chatted and laughed merrily, and their demeanor was noble and elegant. Their attitudes towards her were completely different from usual. At this moment, he completely ignored the existence of his wife and didn't pay any attention to her.

Qiao Anxian felt that the place was a little stuffy and wanted to go out to get some fresh air. After leaving the meeting place, he went to the washroom.

After using the cool water to wash his hands and face, he immediately felt much more refreshed, and his mood also became a lot better.

When Joanna came out of the bathroom, she saw a man standing in the hallway. He looked like the man who had just snapped the necklace.

She had never had a good impression of the person Wen Ziqi had looked at her with in the auction, so when she saw him, she immediately took a detour to leave.

He had only taken two steps when he was overtaken by that person. His large palm grabbed her wrist and easily shackled her to the wall of the corridor.

Qiao Anzhi's eyes were wide open as he looked at the man in front of him, completely astonished.

"Why are you running?" Wen Ziqi bent over and lowered his head to whisper into Qiao Anxiao's ear. "Long time no see, dye …"

This sound of "Dye" sounded extremely ambiguous, causing Qiao Anxiao to be completely stupefied.

If she hadn't known him in the past, she definitely wouldn't have called him that.

Qiao Anxiao asked doubtfully, "Excuse me …" Did we know each other before? "

She tried her best to search through her mind for Wen Ziqi, but there was still no impression of him.

"Know him?" "It's more than just knowing each other …" Wen Ziqi smiled faintly. "Not only do we know each other, we're also very close …"

Qiao Anxiao could clearly feel that there was a hidden meaning behind his words, but he could not understand what he meant.

She did her best to keep herself at a distance from Wen Ziqi, but the other side seemed to have intentionally gotten closer. She smiled and said, "Alright, Dye yourself. Fu Siming isn't here either. There's no need to pretend in front of me."

"Pretend?" "What are you pretending for?"

"Are you addicted to it?" Wen Ziqi laughed. "Sure, I'll play with you."

He breathed out softly next to Qiao Yifan's ear and said in a low voice, "It's been so long since we've seen each other, I've been thinking about you. Let's meet at the same place at 10 o'clock tonight."

Old place?

Qiao Anyun's face was filled with astonishment. He wanted to explain that he really didn't remember anything, but Wen Ziqi had already left.

Looking at Wen Ziqi's departing back, then thinking of the words he said to her and his ambiguous actions, she seemed to have understood the possible relationship between herself and this man.

Qiao Anxian and Wen Ziqi, they were … The shady relationship?

It was no wonder that Fu Siming would say the word "lover" during the auction. From the looks of it, he probably knew about the matter between her and Wen Ziqi, right?

Why didn't he divorce her? Had she cheated on the marriage?

Qiao Anxian was very puzzled. She suddenly had the audacious notion that, perhaps in the name of husband and wife, she and Fosmin might have nothing to do with each other, but in reality they were playing their own game.

Chen Jing … Wen Ziqi... This relationship was too chaotic!

Qiao Anxiao felt that his brain capacity was insufficient to process such a large amount of information. Thus, he decided to stop thinking about this nonsense.

However, she couldn't believe that she was actually such a woman … This was really something she could not accept.