Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 122: The Bidding Begins

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Shut up!”

Xu Qingzhi suddenly bellowed, her authoritative voice resounded sharply.

That gave the woman a huge fright and she covered her mouth!

“Don’t spout nonsense without evidence, or I’ll sue you for defamation.”

The woman was still shocked by Xu Qingzhi’s commanding aura. She took a step back and remained quiet.

Xu Qingzhi turned to look at Shen Fanxing. As expected, her face had turned slightly pale.

The piano competition that year…

“Fanxing…” Xu Qingzhi’s face was full of pain and worry. She really didn’t know how to comfort her.

Assessing the reaction of the guests, Lin Feifei raised an eyebrow before passing the microphone to the host. She then left the stage.

She walked to Shen Qianrou and whispered smugly,

“How was it? Are you satisfied? She can continue to put on a pretense and show off. Anyway, Brother will definitely fight for you later. I really can’t wait to see her expression! Hahaha…”

Shen Qianrou pressed her lips into a tiny smile. “Feifei, isn’t this too much…”

“So what? She’s the one who wants to snatch everything from you!”

“But…”

“Alright, alright. Don’t say anything. Brother seems a little mad. I’ll get going…”

Finishing her sentence, Lin Feifei left swiftly before Su Heng reached.

Su Heng wanted to chase after her but was stopped by Shen Qianrou.

“Brother Heng… Feifei did it for my sake. Don’t blame her. It’s okay if you don’t want to participate in the bidding. It’s just a dance, so it doesn’t matter who is my dance partner.”

Su Heng’s gloomy face turned conflicted.

This was a most uncomfortable situation for him!

He had no wish to hurt Fanxing anymore.

But he didn’t want Qianrou to be sad either.

What did Lin Feifei coerce him into making such a decision?

“Thank you to the lady for this good idea. If no one has any objections, we shall begin the bidding now.”

“100,000 yuan, Shen Qianrou!”

“120,000 yuan, Shen Qianrou!”

“150,000 yuan, Shen Qianrou!”

“180,000 yuan, Shen Qianrou!”

“200,000 yuan, Shen Qianrou!”

Rumors were indeed scary and destructive.

Even though Xu Qingzhi had given a stern warning, it could not stop the rumors from spreading.

No one bid for Shen Fanxing.

No a single person…

“500,000 yuan, Shen Qianrou!”

The bid for Shen Qianrou kept increasing. Even though she was quite happy, she was more nervous actually.

The higher the bidding went, the more nervous she became.

That was because Su Heng had never spoken once.

She could clearly sense his dilemma. He was hesitant and worried about Shen Fanxing.

“550,000 yuan! Shen Qianrou!”

She was speechless…

As the bidding increased, the interval between each bid became longer.

“Nobody is bidding for her!”

“Haha, serves her right!”

“How embarrassing! Not a single person… Luckily I didn’t participate, otherwise I would have to dig a hole and bury myself!”

“Even if you participate, it’s impossible for you not to receive a single bid…”

Sharp laughter sounded from a group of huddled guests.

At the entrance of the hotel, several luxury cars pulled over slowly.

Yu Song, who had been stationed at the entrance, heaved a huge sigh of relief. He bolted to the car and opened the door promptly.

“Master!”

“Yeah.”

A low voice answered and a towering and robust figure emerged from the car.