Where does the memoryless wife go?

Chapter 47 A word to wake up the dreamer
Long Xiaoteng stared at Luo Yingshan's black eyes with a flash of joy, it seemed that this girl was afraid of his expense, so she still cared about him?
Even if it's money.

"My wife's paintings are priceless in my heart." I patted Luo Yingshan's arm lightly with the hand holding the placard, "Don't worry."

"..."

This guy, why did he suddenly say such a nasty thing at this moment?

"1000."

"Wow." Everyone exclaimed again, and even Luo Junhao couldn't help booing, "Sister, your paintings are very valuable."

"..."

Luo Yingshan felt uneasy now, and looked at Long Xiaoteng nervously, don't increase the price.

result……

"Ten thousand and ten thousand." I am really not afraid of death.

Luo Yingshan glared at Long Xiaoteng fiercely with resentful eyes, you'd better pray that the other party increases the price, otherwise you really spent so much money to buy back this unknown painting, I will never end with you.

Uh... Someone seems to have forgotten that this unknown painting seems to be written by her.

"2000."

Luo Yingshan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately that prodigal son Wu Xiaodong did not give up.

But the moment she let go, she immediately tensed up again, her husband who is not up to date should add another [-].

The hands interlocking with Long Xiaoteng couldn't help but intensify, her palms were covered with sweat, please, don't raise the price.

As if feeling Luo Yingshan's prayer, Long Xiaoteng didn't make a sound this time, even though the auctioneer kept reminding him, he turned a deaf ear.

"2000 million for the third time, it's a deal!" With a resounding sound of hammer falling, the painting that Luo Yingshan poured out in desperation was sold at a high price of 2000 million.

Warm applause rang out again, and everyone congratulated Luo Yingshan.

"I made 2000 million just like this?" Luo Yingshan felt a little flustered. Could this be a dream? "What is the tax rate?"

"Hehe." The low-mellow voice let out a laugh, this girl won't really forget that this is a charity auction, "Did you forget that all the money has to be donated?"

"..."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Luo Yingshan's expression changed countless times in an instant, from shock - joy - grief.

"Miss Luo's untitled painting is now owned by Wu Ershao. Please Wu Ershao choose a name for your beloved painting." Miss Master of Ceremonies is really good at life, and quickly shifted the focus of everyone's discussion When it comes to the name of the painting.

Wu Xiaodong stood up, tugged at his skirt on purpose, and walked onto the stage with a peachy face.

"Show handsome!" Luo Yingshan and Luo Junhao said in unison watching Wu Xiaodong's triumphant appearance on stage, don't mention how much he wanted to slap him when he walked.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, the other is arranging his hair, and his steps are very painful.

After taking the stage, he still pretended to look at the painting carefully, as if he was an expert.

"Tsk tsk, does he understand?" Luo Junhao rolled his eyes.

"Hey, didn't he make things difficult for you yesterday?" She had wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but now that she saw Wu Xiaodong, she forgot it again.

"After you left yesterday, he left, and I left too. He Yingzhi probably sang all afternoon by herself." This is the real reason why Luo Junhao came back unscathed.

It seems that Second Young Master Wu didn't want to find an opportunity to bully Luo Junhao at all, he clearly had other plans.

"This painting is really..."

Seeing that Wu Xiaodong had "appraised" her paintings and was about to publish his great opinion, Luo Yingshan squeezed Long Xiaoteng's hand nervously again.

I really don't know what shocking words this kid will say. Could it be that her so-called abstract paintings are actually scribbles?

(End of this chapter)