96: C96 A Good Play(2)

C96 A Good Play(2)

Yan Duoya slowly walked to Soong Shiyan's side and elegantly sat down. Then, she smiled at Soong Shiyan and said, "Jing Sung, you're a great beauty. Today's dress makes you look like an otherworldly fairy."0

Soong Shiyan's face broke out into a smile as she spoke happily, "Miss Soong, the dress you're wearing today is truly beautiful. It's dreamy and beautiful, it suits you well!"

Seeing this, the surrounding women looked at Yan Duoya. The jealousy and dissatisfaction in their eyes became even stronger: Why would this woman call Miss Jing Sung by her full name? Why would Miss Jing Sung be so happy with her fake compliment? Although they were dissatisfied with Yan Duoya in their hearts, these women still smiled and greeted her, flattering each other.

The lights in the banquet hall slowly dimmed, and a warm light shone onto the stage. A middle-aged man wearing glasses slowly walked up to the stage and stood in front of the auction table, looking at the crowd in the banquet hall. Su Miaochen gracefully walked up to the stage and expressed her gratitude to all of you for your kind words. She then announced the opening of the charity auction.

Soong Shiyan could not help but smile. Everyone was very clear on the original intention of this charity auction. She tilted her head and glanced at Yan Duoya beside her. A trace of a cold smile appeared on her face, "This is a good show. It's about to begin!"

Soong Shiyan couldn't help but smile when the women around her began to bid for the treasures one by one. These ridiculous women were willing to go all out in order to show off the size and wealth of their clans! The price of a random auction item was something that ordinary people would never dare to hope for in their lives. However, in the eyes of these people, the money and cheque were but a piece of paper. Even though Soong Shiyan had been watching the auction for a long time, she didn't bid for anything because she didn't want to be like the other women in the auction, pretending to be a benefactor in order to satisfy her vanity.

"The next item up for auction is a painting called The Secrets of the Deep Sea." The auctioneer looked at the painting that was brought up on the stage and said to Noble Miss and the others, "Although the author of this painting is unknown and is not a famous expert. But this painting, the masterpiece, has a very good collection value. According to the donor's message, within this painting, there was a huge secret hidden within the upper class. The day that the secret was revealed would definitely shock everyone. The starting price for this painting is 10,000 yuan, with no limit. "

When everyone heard this, they sighed. They really didn't know what intentions this donor had. He actually had the nerve to donate such a worthless old painting. As for this so-called secret, it was merely a stunt for the auctioneer. Otherwise, why would anyone bid for this lousy painting?

"This painting seems to have quite the artistic conception. I wonder just what the secret of this painting is?" Seeing this, Soong Shiyan, with a fake smile on her face, whispered to Yan Duoya who was beside her, "Miss Soong, what do you think about this painting?"

Yan Duoya was still looking at the message on her phone when she heard this. She then raised her head and carefully sized up the painting on the display table. Then, her face instantly turned deathly pale.

The painting on the display was mostly dark blue. From the looks of it, this entire scene should be filled with a serene and peaceful atmosphere. However, in reality, it was filled with an ice-cold aura of death. On the screen was a sea of blue, from top to bottom, the blue gradually deepening until it revealed a hint of black. At the bottom of the screen, there was an ethereal whiteness. At the bottom of the screen, it had completely turned black. When black and white intersected, it was extremely eye-catching.

Yan Duoya took a closer look. It turned out to be a woman wearing a white wedding dress. On her slender ankle was a long chain connected to a silver safe. The woman struggled upward in the deep blue, bound by the long chain. She was like a kite floating in the sky, floating in the deep sea.

"Aiya, what a pity! The artistic conception of this painting was originally so beautiful, but why was the face of the woman in the painting filled with cracks like broken porcelain? Could it be that the secret of this painting is this woman? She was killed by someone and then thrown into the sea? " Soong Shiyan's tone had a tinge of regret to it. She then said, pretending to be oblivious. Saying that, she looked at Yan Duoya's reaction with a sideways glance.

Hearing that, Yan Duoya's hand that was holding the phone trembled uncontrollably, and the phone fell straight to the ground. She quickly bent down, hastily picked up her phone, and put it back in her bag. Then she sat back in her seat, pretending to be calm. Her face was somewhat pale, her hands tightly clenched. Her breathing was hurried, and her legs also trembled slightly. This could not be a coincidence. Someone must be secretly playing tricks on him! Even this blue sea, this woman in the white wedding dress, could be a coincidence. However, the silver safe, the long chain, and the ruined face made it impossible for Yan Duoya to believe that the painting was just a coincidence.

Could it be that her and Yinn Haoming's actions were already exposed? Thinking up to here, Yan Duoya sat up straight and looked around, her eyes suspiciously examining all the women in the banquet hall. Who could this person be? The matter regarding Soong Shiyan, she and Yinn Haoming had done it in such a secretive and perfect way that even her good friend Lin Lang, who had been playing with her since she was young, had been fooled. But now, the appearance of the painting showed that there was someone who knew about it! That man must be in the auction right now, observing his reaction!

"Miss Soong, why are you shaking like this? Are you okay? " Soong Shiyan asked, pretending to be concerned as she looked at Yan Duoya's hilarious expression.

"No, I'm fine, I'm just a little cold." Yan Duoya snapped out of her daze with great difficulty and forced a stiff smile as she spoke to Soong Shiyan.

"Why is it cold? The heating in the banquet hall is on so much, but Miss Soong, you're still feeling cold, could it be that you've caught a cold? " Soong Shiyan asked with the same concerned expression.

"I don't have a cold." Yan Duoya said with a forced smile.

Seeing this, Soong Shiyan continued, "Miss Soong, how about I get someone to help you get a thicker set of clothes? If Mr. Yinn really has a cold, he will definitely be worried! "

"No, no!" An impatient expression appeared on Yan Duoya's face.

"Miss Soong, don't worry. I'll get them to bring the best clothes. They'll definitely make Miss Soong as beautiful as ever!" Soong Shiyan said with a smile, but her eyes were shining with a crafty light. Yan Duoya, let's see how long you can endure this!

Yan Duoya had always been annoyed by this painting, but Soong Shiyan had been talking nonstop in her ear. She couldn't bear it any longer and couldn't control her temper at all. A moment later, her face turned sullen and her voice tinged with anger. "I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me!"

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