On the eve of the end of the auction, Yan Shiqi saw Ling Mi return to his seat with a lonely expression.

Strangely, Qiao Mu did not accompany him.

She withdrew her gaze and curled her lips.

What Qiao Mu and Ling Mi talked about would make her so sad.

Even on the way back, I tripped over the carpet, and I looked very depressed, as if I had suffered a big blow.

It wasn't that she thought about it too much, because after the auctioneer announced that it was over, Ling Mi was still sitting in the chair and didn't come back to her senses.

After a short time, as the guests left, Yan Shiqi and the auction assistant went to a specific conference room to go through the relevant delivery procedures.

After signing the "Transaction Confirmation" truthfully, she stepped out of the corridor, looked around, and saw a man standing next to the railing of the platform in front of her, smoking against the light.

The corners of Yan Shiqi's lips burst into smiles, and he walked with his skirt in his hand, while Ling Mi, who slowly walked out of the venue behind her, looked at her figure with an obscure light in her eyes.

Next to the railing, Qin Baiyu had a trouser pocket in one hand, and a cigarette roll on his fingertips in the other.

Tonight he was extraordinarily dignified, wearing a haute couture black suit and shirt, and a long light gray trench coat, and the night breeze by the railing swept his clothes elegantly.

Yan Shiqi stepped out of the corridor, and as soon as he stepped on the Xuanwen ground, the man puffed out his cigarette, and his eyes fell on her Yingbai's shoulder, reflecting a touch of unhappiness.

"Why are you smoking here alone?"

The man raised his hand, removed the trench coat from his shoulder, and put it on her shoulder around the top of her head, "It's so cold, what are you doing here?"

"Looking for you!" Yan Shiqi smiled like a flower, reached out to hook the collar of the windbreaker on his shoulder, and approached him slightly, "Will you go home directly in a while?"

She still had something to ask him.

Under the cool moonlight, the man raised his hand to pick up her chin and rubbed it gently, "No hurry." Are all the formalities done?"

Yan Shiqi nodded playfully, "When it's done, they will send someone to send the earrings over tomorrow." ”

After thinking about it, she looked at the man again and asked, "Will there be anything in a while?"

"Well, I won't delay too long, talk to Uncle Dou. If you're bored, you can go back first. ”

The man loved her and didn't want her to wait too long.

"Not boring, I'm with you. ”

Yan Shiqi pulled down his hand from his jaw and held it, his eyes shining like stars, with him, melting into the world he was holding up, and even the coldness on the platform seemed to dispel a lot.

……

At 7:30 p.m., the private business hall on the second floor.

The space in the hall is not large, less than 100 square meters. The artistic lampposts above the head will decorate the place with a very modern fashion, and the light gray color combination makes this place exude a strong business atmosphere.

Mr. Dou Suyuan sat on the top seat, and next to him was the mayor of Licheng.

A few juniors made around the table, and there were awakened red wine and fruit plate pastries on the table.

Yan Shiqi sat on one side with Qin Baiyu, Han Yunting and Qiao Mu were close to each other, Ling Mi was not there, it was said that he was unwell and left first.

Mayor Zong and Dou Suyuan are old acquaintances, and they did not attend the previous auction, and the two have been chatting in the private business hall.

At this time, Mayor Zong looked at the outstanding young man in front of him, and sighed with emotion: "Now it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, our old bones, we really can't compare to them." ”

Dou Suyuan also nodded in agreement, and said with a smile: "Yes, Xiao Mi is unwell tonight, if it weren't for this, I would really like to thank her for supporting my charity and public welfare undertakings so much." ”

Mayor Zong nodded thoughtfully, "The Ling family's daughter is indeed generous enough. Dou Lao, it seems that this is also your face. ”

Dou Suyuan smiled, and then raised his glass to Yan Shiqi: "Of course, I have to thank Miss Yan for her support!"