Chapter 85 I want this, you go again~
Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Others didn't understand her temper, but he knew it all too well.

This is already the bottom line she can give.

If he pushes people harder, he will never be able to bear the consequences!

"Tonight, can I stay in your room?" He buried his head lower, his tone almost begging.

Fang Zongtang thought for a while and said: "It depends on the situation, you can follow the previous rules!"

Song Yi tightened his arms and said with great satisfaction: "Okay!"

The cheongsam must not be worn anymore. The silk material is also not good, it is easy to wrinkle, and it has to be ironed carefully before it can be restored to its smoothness.

When she got up again, the cheongsam had become dried plums hanging upside down from the eaves.

"Just find a suit that looks expensive, and put the cheongsam in the corner to collect dust!"

Once she tries something, if she doesn't like it, she will never touch it again.

Song Yi carefully hung up the clothes and put them aside alone.

Picked out another Chambray dress.

"Put on this suit."

While she was putting her original clothes back on, she took a moment to glance at them.

"It's all right."

These are not the key points, the key point is the things that are sold for charity.

"Take the jewelry to the auction, take your collection."

Song Yi understood.

"Wait a minute, I'll go upstairs to get it."

When Song Yi came back again, he was holding a purple velvet box with a necklace in his hand.

She opened it and took a look, wishing she could put the box on Song Yi's head.

A diamond as big as a pigeon egg is placed in the middle. On the flower-shaped necklace, there are slightly smaller blue and green colored diamonds. On the chain, from large to small, there are broken bricks. What is more distinctive is that on the chain, A circle of blue colored diamonds hangs in the shape of an umbrella. At first glance, it looks like a peacock spreading its tail.

Such a necklace is definitely worth a lot. Compared with this necklace, the pearls and diamonds he gave her before are simply not enough!

"I want this, you can find something else to sell at the charity sale!" She closed the box angrily.

Song Yi laughed, and said unhurriedly: "Then take out the mutton fat jade bracelet that Jade House gave you. Anyway, it's a gift of kindness, regardless of the value."

Compared with this necklace, the pair of mutton fat jade bracelets are not enough.

"Aren't you afraid of losing face at the auction?"

Song Yi said without changing his face: "I took out my things, and I am better than those who didn't take out their things. Besides, there must be no shortage of people who want to show off at the auction."

She thought about it, and she was right.

"Okay, just take the mutton fat jade bracelet."

At six o'clock in the evening, the people from Formby's Auction House called to greet him politely, and politely mentioned that they would reserve seats for Mr. Song and Mrs. Song.

In fact, it is to remind the richest man not to forget to bring his wife there.

She had often heard her great-grandfather talk about auction houses in the past. Guardian Auction House had held a traveling auction in Xiangjiang before. At that time, you had to have an invitation letter from the auction house or someone to provide a guarantee of assets before you could enter.

At that time, she didn't have anything, so she took a look outside the door from a distance, and left.

Never thought that ten years later, she would be invited by Song Yi.

Feeling excited and a little weird.

The auction was in the form of a dinner party. Song Yi asked her to eat something at home, but she refused.

If you don’t eat something outside, why eat it at home? What about the son-in-law’s effort to save money before?

If he used the energy of saving money ten years ago, he would have become the richest man without waiting until now.

(End of this chapter)

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