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Chapter 77 Do You Think I'm Lack of Money?

Yan Weiwei can also see the key to one or two of them.

She was absolutely unwilling to let the Shen family touch Cimu's family.

It is not necessary to make such a big sacrifice for a picture.

She can get this calligraphy in other ways, at least it will take a little effort.

She tugged at Mu Yiheng's sleeve: "It's okay, I don't want too much."

Her words not only had no soothing effect, but added fuel to the fire.

The corner of Mu Yiheng's mouth was still smiling, the curvature of his mouth remained unchanged, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

"Since it's Chairman Shen's favorite, I won't take away others' love." He sat down calmly, not caring about Shen Fuyan's reaction.

Shen Fuyan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he said with a smile, "Since that's the case, I won't force Mr. Mu to accept it."

It was like singing a one-man show, and no one responded.

The auction continued, and everyone's attention seemed to return to the auction house, as if they didn't care about the episode just now.

Shen Si stared at Yan Qingqing's back thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking?" Shan Lin asked softly in his ear.

In fact, she asked knowingly.

She just wanted to call his gaze back and remind him that the person sitting next to him was her, not Yan Qingqing.

But Shen Si's next action seemed to pour a basin of cold water on her heart.

He frowned imperceptibly, and distanced himself slightly from her.

For some reason, her approach made him feel disgusted by being offended.Obviously, when Yan Qian approached gently, he would not be like this.

He could only attribute it to the pungent smell of her fragrance, which was not as good as the light and faint milk fragrance.

Shan Lin would never have imagined that his perfume worth tens of thousands would be so disgusted by him.

She just clasped the side of her chair tightly and kept smiling.

"Uncle Shen." She smiled brightly and spoke suddenly.

Shen Fuyan turned around and smiled kindly at her.

"what happened?"

"How about hanging Uncle Shen's calligraphy in my father's study room? He likes to collect calligraphy and paintings the most. May I ask my father to give you his picture of Haicheng moving thousands of miles?"

Shen Fuyan's smile paused for a moment, not knowing what Shan Lin meant.

On the surface, it sounds like he wants to exchange calligraphy and paintings with Mayor Shan.

It's nothing, this kind of thing happens often, but what is the origin of this picture in his hand, one or two want it so much?

Shan Lin didn't even look at the picture, she just didn't want Mu Yiheng to get it and give it to Yan Qingqing.

Yan Qingwan wanted it, but she just let her not get it.

She lowered her eyes to look at the crimson red wine in her glass, smiling faintly.

Shen Si looked at her for the first time today.

But it wasn't the well-dressed places she wanted him to see.

He narrowed his eyes, as if trying to see through her heart.

Shan Lin suddenly became nervous, and kept sliding his fingers on the wall of the goblet, never daring to look up and meet Shen Si.

Shen Fuyan wanted to agree.

He doesn't care what the map of moving thousands of miles in Haicheng is, what he cares about is Mayor Shan's attitude.

Shan Xiao looked down on Luo Qi, and Luo Qi was still too young, the Luo family lost the chance to marry the Shan family.

If Shan Lin could really marry Shen Si, this son would still be useful.

He almost agreed.

Yan lightly squeezed his skirt tightly.

Mu Yiheng held her hand: "When I get back to Beijing, can I buy you something else?"

Yan shook his head slightly: "Do you think I'm short of money?"

Mu Yiheng was suddenly at a loss for words.

(End of this chapter)