Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 126 One Million...Shen Qianrou

   "You can come."

   Yu Song was overjoyed to have a feeling of being after a catastrophe. Bo Jingchuan turned his head to the side, and there was a bit of sharpness engraved between his indifferent eyebrows.

   Yu Song's scalp was a little tight.

"What's up?"

  “…”-

   "Eighty thousand, Shen Qianrou!"

In the banquet hall, the bidding for Shen Qianrou was getting higher and higher, and the contempt and ridicule for Shen Fanxing were increasing.

   Lin Feifei did not know when she came to Shen Fanxing again, the irony on her face could not be concealed!

   As soon as she thought about what happened in the New World Plaza, she itch with Shen Fanxing's hatred.

   "Yo, Shen Damei, it's so strange, why didn't any of these people bid for you? It was just so beautiful that the audience was overwhelmed!"

   Shen Fanxing looked indifferent, as if he had never heard of it.

   was ignored, Lin Feifei gritted her teeth, and continued: "That's why everyone's eyes are sharp! You really need to reflect on yourself! Why are you so unwelcoming wherever you go!"

   Shen Fanxing finally turned his head to look at Lin Feifei after hearing this, his indifferent face full of irony.

"Similarly as a woman, Shen Qianrou has all the stars and the moon, but you still have to work hard to make her shine, Lin Feifei, have you ever thought about why you don't have a man until now? What qualifications do you have to come here? mocking me?"

  Lin Feifei's face instantly turned blue and white.

   was stabbed in the sore spot.

   "You...Shen Fanxing, don't stir up trouble here! I don't have a boyfriend now, that's because I'm looking for the best man! It's not just a man who can get into my eyes!"

   Shen Fanxing hooked her lips, noncommittal.

   "Nine hundred thousand! Shen Qianrou!"

The    banquet hall has already begun to stir.

  Although 900,000 is nothing to the people present, it is just an opening dance, there is no need for this.

   After someone shouted 900,000, no one bid again!

   The host also started talking with a microphone on the stage.

   "Is there any other gentleman who will continue to bid? If not..."

   "Brother Heng..."

   Shen Qianrou was almost dying of anxiety, but Su Heng still hadn't opened her mouth once.

   Seeing that 900,000 seems to have reached the limit tonight, if Su Heng doesn't speak again, what's the point of Feifei's arrangement this time?

Su Heng looked at Shen Qianrou with a gloomy expression on her beautiful face. She looked up at him gently, her beautiful eyes were misty, her teeth were biting her red lips tightly, and her hands were tightly crossed together. He looked at him with a sad and vulnerable expression.

   That forbearance made Su Heng feel distressed.

   "One million...Shen Qianrou."

  Su Heng's voice resounded throughout the banquet hall, especially loud.

  Shen Qianrou's heart finally fell, her tense face suddenly loosened, and she finally showed a smile.

   As a fiancé, Su Heng not only failed to save her at this time, but turned around and bid a million dollars for a dance for his sister! ?

  Shen Qianrou smiled and turned her head, looking in the direction of Shen Fanxing, a glimmer of pride flashed in the bottom of her eyes.

   "My God, a million dances!"

   "Qianrou, you are so lucky, today's men are crazy about you!"

   "Yes, and Su Heng, the most eye-catching man at the banquet tonight, I am so envious! Qianrou, you are so lucky, you are a winner in life!"

   "Haha, look at the other one, it's a shame."

   There were quite a few sympathetic and contemptuous eyes looking at Shen Fanxing.

  Shen Fanxing was undoubtedly the most unpopular joke tonight!

   And the person who pushed her into the abyss was Su Heng again...

   "Any other gentlemen willing to continue bidding? If not, one million, our opening dance tonight belongs to our one million gentleman Shen Qianrou!"

  The banquet hall was quiet for a while, and everyone was bidding.

   The host saw this and continued: "Okay, since no one will continue to bid, then I announce..."

   "One hundred million..."

   A low mellow voice slowly came in from the door, accompanied by the cool and thin air, not hurriedly...

   (end of this chapter)