Chapter 827: Ghost Island Auction

"Who are these two?" Wen Qianyu looked curiously at the two outstanding men beside Huang Xinying, and when her eyes swept over Yun Lan, her eyes couldn't help revealing a hint of amazement that couldn't be concealed, and she couldn't take her eyes off his face anymore.

"My friend." Huang Xinying briefly introduced, her eyes fixed on Xiao Yan.

Hearing her short answer, the smile on Wen Qianyu's face suddenly couldn't hold back, and she was obviously a little surprised by her perfunctory and impolite attitude.

At the same time, a trace of disappointment quickly flashed across her eyes, but in the next second, she re-bloomed a sweeter and charming smile, stretched out her hand, and introduced herself: "Hello, my name is Wen Qianyu." ”

Yun Lan lowered her eyelids lightly, and glanced at the hand she had reached out in front of her, and there was obviously a trace of undisguised disgust on her evil handsome face.

When she was about to lose the smile on her face, he sneered sarcastically and said mercilessly: "It doesn't matter if you are heavy rain, light rain or storm, as long as it is a woman, automatically get away!" ”

Hearing this, Wen Qianyu's face turned pale, and just when she didn't know whether to withdraw her hand, Huang Xinying glanced at Yun Lan, but that look seemed to be reproaching him, why did she suddenly tell a joke under her own anger! provoked her to almost break the work.

She collected her emotions for a moment, then shifted her gaze, and glanced at Xiao Yan beside Wen Qianyu with a faint light, "This... Could it be the one you said earlier, the husband who is secretly married? ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yan's eyes, which seemed to be calm and calm, but actually hidden in turbulent waves, suddenly narrowed, and his thin lips were also tightly pursed into an indifferent straight line.

As the words came out, Huang Xinying's eyes swept him with a thorn in her eyes, her eyes were so cold that she was not close to human feelings, she sneered inaudibly, that fluttering, like a sarcastic laughter, which made people couldn't help but tremble for a moment.

However, Xiao Yan turned a deaf ear to her words and did not respond to her.

Huang Xinying was not in a hurry, her eyes wandered back and forth between them, and the whole person seemed calm and calm.

However, this quiet temperament emanating from her invisibly gives people a sense of oppression.

The moment her eyes fell on herself, the smile on Wen Qianyu's face stiffened slightly, obviously, she didn't expect that Huang Xinying would ask so bluntly, obviously catching her off guard.

However, after Wen Qianyu briefly adjusted the expression on her face, she went down the stairs she gave herself, withdrew her hand naturally, and generously admitted: "Yes, Miss Huang is really discerning." ”

Saying that, she also leaned on Xiao Yan affectionately, making a gesture that the two were very affectionate, but Xiao Yan looked at Huang Xinying with an expressionless face, and neither responded nor refused Wen Qianyu's actions, so that people couldn't see what he was thinking.

Seeing them like this, the evil fire that Huang Xinying had finally suppressed in her heart couldn't help but burn even more, and the hands standing at her side were also clenched into fists uncontrollably.

As soon as Wen Qianyu's words fell, she continued to ask in pursuit, her tone was frighteningly cold: "Oh? I suddenly wondered, when did you get married? ”

No matter how sluggish she was, she also noticed the sarcasm and hostility in her tone.