Nan Jiaojiao got into Lu Zhenzhen’s car, thought for a moment, and still sent a WeChat message to Shen Shichu.
Then she put her phone away, with no intention of waiting for a reply at all.
It was only when seeing off guests that Shen Shichu saw the message from Nan Jiaojiao saying she would leave first.
His eyes flashed, but he did not respond.
Night Blindness.
The most famous den of vice in Rongcheng City.
Nan Jiaojiao, dressed in a black slip dress, rested her legs on the coffee table.
The slit of her dress lay against the root of her thigh, hanging down as she reclined on the sofa, not an ounce of excess flesh on her waist.
Lu Zhenzhen, envious, touched her and commented, “These legs, this waist, tsk tsk, quite the attractive woman.
How does Shen Shichu manage not to sleep with you?”
Nan Jiaojiao pushed her knee up, knocking away Lu Zhenzhen’s hand, “Why have you brought me here?”
She held up a finger, nudging the brim of her baseball cap upwards, her gaze hinting at the women being auctioned in cages on the stage.
“When did Miss Lu’s taste become so open?
Daring to play with women as well, aren’t you afraid that Gao Zhe will come and kill you?”
Lu Zhenzhen clicked her tongue, “I’m professing love to you, and you’re bringing up that scumbag?
My preferences have never changed, besides, I have you now. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
Even if those women were Heavenly Immortals, I wouldn’t have the slightest interest.”
“Oh.” An indifferent and insincere reply.
Lu Zhenzhen liked to play, which Nan Jiaojiao always knew, but it was too much to come to a dark auction to play.
She didn’t plan to leave, so she simply took out her phone and started watching Peppa Pig.
At the third oink, Lu Zhenzhen elbowed her, “Here it comes, tonight’s last item, Green Bloodwort.”
Nan Jiaojiao’s hand trembled, and she looked up at the stage.
The item she had been searching for years hardly ever appeared on the market, its presence here was both unexpected and logical.
“This item isn’t often available, and just so happens your master needs it.
She’s been mad at you for wanting to marry Shen Shichu and hasn’t seen you for over two years.
If you bring this to her, she might just forgive you, no?”
Nan Jiaojiao was silent for a long while, a rare flicker of brightness crossed her cool eyes.
She leaned in closer, “Sugar daddy, please be generous.”
Lu Zhenzhen burst into laughter, “Don’t worry, if anyone dares to compete, I’ll crush them with money.
I’ll make sure to win it for you!”
The host excitedly introduced the Green Bloodwort for quite a while, claiming it to be a miraculous medicine that could raise the dead and heal bones.
The enthusiasm kindled a gleam in the eyes of the crowd, and as soon as the bidding started, somebody followed the opening price.
The price surged round after round.
Lu Zhenzhen didn’t utter a word until the bid hit a bottleneck.
Then, with a smirk, she said, “Eighty million.”
Wow!
What was the last bid?
Thirty…damn, from thirty million to eighty million, who is this brazen girl?
The room fell suddenly silent.
All eyes turned to the second floor.
Those who could occupy the private boxes upstairs were of much higher status than just rich or noble.
The glass was specially made; those outside couldn’t see in, but the people inside could see everything clearly.
Nan Jiaojiao sank back into the sofa.
This was as good as in the bag.
“One hundred million,” came a cold male voice from the neighboring room.
Nan Jiaojiao’s eyebrows rose, and she immediately sat up straight.
Lu Zhenzhen, not noticing Nan Jiaojiao’s reaction, pressed the buzzer and raised the bid, “One hundred and ten million.”
“One hundred and fifty million,” the voice from next door sounded again, calm and steady.
Lu Zhenzhen pressed the buzzer again, “One hundred and sixty million!”
“Two hundred million.”
“Damn it!”
Lu Zhenzhen threw the buzzer aside, furious and ready to go next door to see who dared to meddle and drive up the price.
Suddenly, Nan Jiaojiao held her hand back, “Don’t go, you can’t outbid him.”