69: C69 You Actually Used Me

C69 You Actually Used Me

She was wearing a light green long dress with light blue peonies embroidered on her sleeves. The silver threads hooked up a few clouds, and the bottom of the dress was densely packed with sea clouds. Her body lightly rotated the long dress and spread out. Her movements were graceful and graceful like the wind blowing against the willow.

Her eyes were big and spirited, and her nose was firm and straight. She had a feminine beauty and a heroic spirit that only men had. Her thin red lips were slightly red. She had a gemstone red color that was almost transparent, as if she could be drunk at any time with just a glance. Her long, black hair that was as beautiful as water was flowing down like a waterfall. It just so happened that it fell on her slightly shaved shoulder.

Her entire body exuded an indescribable nobility, freedom, and confidence. It made people unconsciously look at her.

For a moment, Mo Wan almost forgot to speak. She just stared blankly at the stage.

It turned out that women could also be so beautiful. The full moon was beautiful, and the lack of moon was a poem.

At this time, another round of intense applause sounded. At the same time, it was accompanied by countless praises.

"Hello everyone, I am Zuo Lan..." She smiled and opened her mouth. "Thank you everyone for being able to take out precious time from your busy schedule to come here. Zuo Lan is extremely grateful. Today, six pieces of works will be auctioned. Zuo Lan will donate the funds she got to the Red Cross and once again thank everyone for their support."

The female host at the side translated as she handed the first piece of work to Zuo Lan. 10sp9.

The sleeves were a little loose and there were even Liusu on it. When Zuo Lan picked up the pieces with both hands to display, liusu would always slide onto the pieces and cover them up.

She frowned and shrugged her shoulders helplessly. Spreading her hands, she expressed that she was really a little helpless. Liusu, who was still shaking her sleeves on purpose, said, I'm sorry, I wanted to dress more beautifully today. It made everyone look even more pleasing to the eye, but now it seemed like... I have to go down and change, because he's too disobedient. "

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone below the stage laughed. She turned around and left the stage, heading down the stage.

Mo Wan was still staring at her back in a daze. At first, when she spoke Mandarin, she thought that she did not know English. But when she opened her mouth to speak English, it really shocked her, because even a layman like her could tell that all of her words were the most orthodox American English.

In just a moment, she once again stepped onto the stage. The dress on her body had changed into a black suit, which made her look even more heroic, free and unrestrained, and her eyes were shining with confidence.

It turned out that Zuo Lan was such a woman. She had the beauty of a woman.

She also had the heroic spirit of a man, and was not bound by the same style.

Anyone would fall in love with such a woman. Mo Wan thought in her heart and her gaze turned slightly. She saw Pei Yihuan's deep and ocean-like eyes staring straight at Zuo Lan who was on the stage. There was no longer the usual cold and mocking look in his eyes. There was only tenderness in his eyes. She had never seen him like this. In an instant, she felt as if she was about to be sucked into those pair of eyes.

"Alright, the first work is Sunflower. It claims that it doesn't dare to compare with Van Gogh's Sunflower. But as long as it's a sunflower, it will be beautiful and thriving. The bidding starts now."

"300,000 USD."

"[Five hundred thousand dollars.]"

"One million US dollars!"

"[Two million US dollars.]"

Everyone in the audience started to bid, and the price had been cheated. Thirteen was better than sitting.

Hearing the female host's translation, Mo Wan praised in her heart. It was just a simple oil painting, but the price was actually so high.

"Two million USD, is there anyone else who wants to bid..." Zuo Lan smiled as she smiled. Her gaze swept across the entire scene. Then she said, "Two million going once..."

Everyone in the audience seats below were whispering to each other, but no one made another bid.

Mo Wan looked at the oil painting and her gaze also turned in the banquet hall. At this moment, an unusually low voice entered her ears, "Make a bid!"

Stunned, she turned around. Pei Yihuan's deep gaze landed on her. It was obvious that he was talking to her.

Initially, she didn't want to pay attention to him. However, the guilt in her heart surged, and she couldn't do nothing about it. "How much?"

"Five million.." His thin lips twitched, and he coldly said.

Five million. ....

Mo Wan was stunned on the spot. An indescribable feeling was brewing in her heart. It turned out that she was willing to spend a lot of money for the person she loved.1

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Pei Yihuan's eyes coldly shot over once again, "Speak."

She pulled her thoughts back and looked at him. "Do you speak in English or in Mandarin?"

"Are you challenging my patience?" His deep and cold voice was filled with impatience.

If looks could kill, Mo Wan felt that she would have been killed by his gaze a long time ago. She bit her lips and said directly, "Say hello in advance. My English is not good enough. If you lose someone later, don't blame me!"

"Two million twice! Two million twice..." Zuo Lan's face was still full of smiles. Her smile was very charming and there was a kind of open and warm feeling that belonged to a western woman.

He stared at her coldly and turned around. Mo Wan took a deep breath, "FiveMillion!" ($5 million)

As soon as he said that, almost everyone in the crowd boiled up. Some people even looked over and praised her. Thumb: "Good!"

Mo Wan's lips curled into an unnatural smile in response. Only she knew how unnatural her words were.

Zuo Lan who was on the stage was also shocked. She smiled and clapped while softly praising, "Oh..."

Unsurprisingly, sunflower was sold at a high price of five million USD.

"Alright, let us now invite the winner of Sunflower, Miss Mo."

The host's voice came from the stage and Mo Wan was stunned on the spot. She instinctively looked at Pei Yihuan and said, "People, they let us go on stage."

"Yes." Pei Yihuan only responded coldly. He did not intend to get up at all.

She had to remind him again, "You were the one who asked me to go on stage, not me!"

"It was Miss Mo on the stage, not Mr. Pei." He responded coldly.

"You..." Mo Wan was a little angry. "You used me!"

Hearing this, his thin lips curled up coldly. "You have to pay a price for your forced marriage."

She bit down hard on her gums and raised her eyebrows. There was a hint of provocation in her words." Does that also mean that the final owner of this painting is also Miss Mo?"

"What do you think?" Pei Yihuan raised his handsome eyebrows and frowned impatiently. He stared at Mo Wan with his leopard-like eyes.

At this time, the urging voice on the stage sounded again, "Miss Mo, Miss Mo, which one is Miss Mo?"

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