"well!"
Gong Xiazhu clenched her silver teeth tightly, as if this was the only way to maintain her emotions.
Her ferocious face could not be adjusted at all.
Ye Qingluo smiled like a flower: "Of course I'm fine, but...Princess Xia Zhu must have suffered a heavy loss today, so it's not going to get better."
Gong Xiazhu's whole body trembled slightly, and his eyes seemed to be able to spew out fire.
She couldn't suppress her hatred for the girl in front of her from the bottom of her heart.
Ye Qingluo didn't care.
Looking up, I saw Ren Jianming walking over excitedly holding the stone box containing Sanlucao.
She passed Gong Xiazhu and headed straight for the door of the auction venue.
Ren Jianming quickly followed.
Even from the corner of his eye, he never looked at Gong Xiazhu.
Until the figures of the two disappeared at the door.
Gong Xiazhu's body seemed to be out of strength, and she sat limply on the seat.
That face that was cloudy and rainy, and ferocious and distorted, shot out the most vicious anger.
Everyone didn't even dare to look towards Gong Xiazhu.
There were many prominent people present.
Their actions were not out of fear of Gong Xiazhu.
But trouble.
I don't want to get into this kind of trouble.
...
After walking out of Baiyao Residence.
Ren Jianming followed Ye Qingluo and handed the stone box in front of her: "Miss, see you off."
Ye Qingluo didn't pick it up.
After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped.
Ren Jianming quickly stopped, and approached her with a smile.
On the man's handsome face, the brows and eyes were full of flattery, and his eyes began to sparkle.
Ye Qing settled down and looked at him for a long while.
If it weren't for her being very indifferent, her eyes were also very light.
Ren Jianming probably felt that she had seen his handsomeness and began to sink.
However, the look in her eyes is obviously not sinking.
After staring at it for a long time, Ye Qing frowned, and asked softly, "What exactly do you want?"
"Ah?" Ren Jianming stared at her blankly, puzzled.
"Tell me, your real purpose." Ye Qingluo didn't beat around the bush.
Ren Jianming scratched his head, seemingly puzzled: "My real purpose? What purpose?"
"Don't tell me, you won't have a chance to talk about it in the future." Ye Qingluo didn't talk nonsense with him, turned around and left.
Ren Jianming's eyes darkened slightly, and his figure quickly moved towards Ye Qingluo, blocking Ye Qingluo's face.
On his face, there was no longer the flattery and flattery just now.
With a handsome face, his gaze was somewhat deep.
"Are you going to talk?" Ye Qing raised his eyebrows.
"How did you find out?" Ren Jianming met her eyes with curiosity, "I thought I should be doing well."
"Eyes." Ye Qingluo tilted his head, his lips curled slightly, "The way you look at me is too different from the way you saw me for the first time."
It's like, a different person.
When Ren Jianming first met her.
Looking at her, there is obviously strong interest, and it makes people feel disgusted.
But when we meet for the second time.
He has obviously changed slightly.
His eyes were full of possessive desire for her.
Yes, possessive.
It was to let her belong to his own possessiveness.
But in this possessiveness, there is no love.
Later, Ren Jianming entangled her.
It was as if he really fell in love with her deeply.
Wholeheartedly, he wanted to marry her back home.
So he stalked behind her.
Flattery, flattery, and stupidity.
Ye Qingluo doesn't believe that in just a few moments, a man can be completely devoted to her and change for her
Ah…
She doesn't believe it.
One can only be sure that Ren Jianming approached her for another purpose.