President Satan, don't love me

Chapter 30

Qiao Yuchen put the auction watch aside and quietly watched the movement on the field.

When the third lot appeared, he clearly saw the disdain on the faces of the people present.

Auction starts from [-] yuan.

In the beginning, no one bid.

An Ran frowned, she turned her head to look at Qiao Yuchen, seeing that he was not moving, she held his wrist and raised it up: "100 million."

Qiao Yuchen pursed his lips, but didn't say anything.

The people in the front row were a little surprised when they saw that Qiao Yuchen had started bidding, and the price was sky-high.

Looking at An Ran on the side, everyone realized, Mr. Qiao, this is spending a lot of money for a beauty.

The arena was still quiet, and the host began to hammer, making An Ran a little irritable.

At this time, someone in the front row raised a sign: "200 million."

An Ran looked forward, and there was obvious relaxation in her eyes.

Qiao Yuchen curled his lips and held up a placard: "300 million."

The two bid prices all the way until the other party drove to 900 million at one time.

This time, Qiao Yuchen didn't move.

An Ran looked at him nervously: "Mr. Qiao, please."

"An Ran, you are very smart. In order to get my money, you set up a good plan to lure me into the trap, but you tell me why I accept your plan."

He looked at her, embraced her, and his voice was calm.

An Ran's heart skipped a beat, he... unexpectedly knew.

What kind of person is so wise.

He laughed: "Which businessman have you ever seen lose money?"

An Ran swallowed her saliva, the host on the field had already started to ask if anyone raised the price.

She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "How does Joe feel about using me as a bargaining chip in exchange for this lot?"

"you?"

"Didn't you say that you want me willingly? As long as you take this lot, I will follow you willingly tonight."

Qiao Yuchen pursed his lips, looked away from her, and looked at the stage: "Tell me, how much do you want?"

"2000."

Qiao Yuchen calmly raised the number plate in his hand: "2000 million."

This time, the venue was quiet again, and no one competed with him to increase the price.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, it was done.

On the way back, it was replaced by Qiao Yuchen's driving, sitting safely in the passenger seat, gently rubbing the giraffe in his hands.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

An Ran looked at him: "Although I lied to you, I will not apologize. I am short of money, so there is nothing I can do. Also, there is one thing I did not lie to you. This giraffe was indeed carved for me by my grandfather."

Qiao Yuchen sneered and remained silent.

"How...how did you see that this was a trap I designed?"

"I told you not to act in front of me, it's too fake."

An Ran frowned, feeling depressed and restless.

Back home, An Ran asked Aunt Cao to rest tonight, she looked at Qiao Yuchen: "I'll go upstairs to take a shower."

"This time, who do you want to call?" He hugged her and looked at her.

She smiled: "I'm a man of my word. Since I said it, I want to be with you willingly. Naturally, I won't make any small moves. President Qiao can rest assured about this."

She said so and went upstairs.

Standing in the bathroom, looking at the ugly scars on her body, thinking of the humiliation she had suffered in these years, she clenched her teeth tightly.

It doesn't matter, it's not clean anyway, nothing to be afraid of.

As long as it can make An Xin overwhelmed with pain, watching the man she loves become her man, it's worth it.

When she came out of the bathroom, Qiao Yuchen had already washed up and was waiting for her on the bed.

"It's too late to regret it now."

"I should tell Mr. Qiao about this. I was not the one who backed down the first two times."

"I heard the meaning of blame."

She raised her eyebrows: "Don't dare."

She turned off the light directly and walked to the bed.

In the darkness, like a lion waiting to be caught, he threw her down on the bed.

"The time for regrets is over."

He kissed her lips, tied her hands above her head with one hand, and tore open her bathrobe with the other...

In the darkness, An Ran endured all this silently.

No one knows how hard she will use to suppress her heart that wants to scream out of fear.

She has been enduring it, but in the end, the tears in her eyes still fell uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)