Ling Mi's tense face gradually eased at this time, her eyebrows were full of show off and pride, and she leaned over to look at Yan Shiqi, "Miss Yan, admit it!"

This sentence was full of pride and comfort, and she felt that she had won!

Ling Mi carefully observed Yan Shiqi's demeanor, and saw that she was not disappointed, but slapped her hands twice with a smile, "Congratulations Miss Ling, I'm ashamed!"

She thinks it's fake!

If you are really ashamed of yourself, why do you see it!

Ling Mi faintly felt that something was wrong, her eyes stared at Yan Shiqi again, and found that the corners of her slightly pursed lips seemed to reveal a trace of frustration and regret.

Seeing this, she smiled with satisfaction.

In short, Ling Mi won the painting "Landscape and Pastoral Return", with a bidding price of 100 million, which made headlines in the public welfare media the next day.

There are three more lots next, a pair of jade earrings of Laokeng glass, a Hetian jade seal, and a root carving art ornament.

After Ling Mi auctioned the paintings, the auctioneer explained the origin and quality of the jade earrings on the stage.

At this time, Qiao Mu walked towards Ling Mi with the jacket of his suit, bent over and said a few words to her, and the two walked out of the auction hall one after the other.

Yan Shiqi looked at their backs, and when he looked back, he bumped into the man's sight, and his inky pupils reflected her pale face.

"What do you want me to do?" she raised her eyebrows coquettishly, but the smile on the corner of her mouth could not be contained.

The man looked at her indulgently, reached out to cover her fingertips on her lap, pinched it lightly, and said bitterly: "Naughty!"

Obviously, he had already guessed Yan Shiqi's true intentions.

Yan Shiqi pursed her lips and couldn't suppress the upturned curvature of the corners of her mouth, she glanced at the auction table, and slyly nunu mouthed, "Don't blame me, anyway, if she doesn't argue, the painting belongs to me, and it is also very cost-effective."

But whoever makes her unable to hold her breath and has to compete for the auction, then let her be in the limelight. In this way, I won't have the confidence to compete with me for that pair of earrings anymore!"

No matter how generous Ling Mi is, it is impossible to compete with her for other lots after spending 100 million.

But she was temporarily called away by Qiao Mu, which can be regarded as fulfilling her own wishes.

As he spoke, Yan Shiqi's eyes fell on the pair of jade earrings in the auctioneer's hand.

What she really liked was this pair of pendants.

It's for the third sister!

These earrings are shiny, translucent and clear, and they are the most suitable for a capable and graceful woman like the third sister.

"Are you going to give it to the third sister?" the man kneaded her soft fingers and blurted out what was in her heart.

Yan Shiqi was surprised, and then smiled, "You guessed?"

Sure enough, he couldn't hide anything.

The man didn't speak, just tightened his palms and wrapped his hands around her, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were gentle.

Ling Mi was called out of the venue by Qiao Mu, and this sixth lot naturally entered Yan Shiqi's bag.

The starting price was 500,000 yuan, and she won the bid with 3 million.

This is also due to her previous competition with Ling Mi, who dared to bid based on tens of millions, who would compete with Yan Shiqi without interest.

Han Yunting, who was sitting on the side, had a secretive expression. Yu Guang glanced at the mobile phone in Qin Baiyu's palm, don't think he didn't see it, just now this guy clearly sent a message to Qiao Lao Er.

A man who spoils his wife really has no bottom line!

……

The open-air platform on the second floor of the mansion has a cool night breeze and bright stars and moon.

Qiao Mu and Ling Mi sat in front of the quiet coffee table, he lit a cigarette, and neither of them spoke.

After a moment, Qiao Mu smacked the corners of his mouth, spit out white mist from between his lips, and said to Ling Mi: "Your thoughts, shouldn't you take them?"

Ling Mi was raising his hand and waving the choking smell of smoke in the air, and when he heard his words, he paused, staring at his face, "What do you mean?"

"Don't understand?" Qiao Mu put down his overlapping legs, leaned over against the edge of the table, and knocked on the glass table with his hand holding the cigarette, "Ling Mi, for the sake of growing up together, I just reminded you, are you still pretending to be stupid with me here?"