His Wife Calls The Shots

Hahahaha, look at his background, a bed of Hatsune Miku, can you bear it, brother!

At any rate, it's also eighth, brother, you lose too quickly.

Alas, I am so disappointed with Lingjiu!

Such comments, one by one, popped out one by one after a glance.

Shi Yuqi was very annoyed. After waiting for so long, she thought she could gain something tonight, but it was nothing!

Qianmiao is here.

She successfully solved the trouble for Lin Zifan, and was about to turn off the computer, sleep, and go to the exam tomorrow.

Suddenly, the computer made a beeping sound.

This is the sound of her computer security system being hacked into. This system was written by herself. It has always been safe and no one can hack into it.

What, tonight...

She sat down unhurriedly, holding the computer to confront each other.

The super fast hand speed and the flexible fingers kept tapping on the keyboard, but she did not see the slightest rush of color on her face.

Five minutes later, the opponent was kicked out by her.

In the dimly lit room, only the light emitted from the desktop computer screen.

Feng Xian took off his glasses and gently clasped his distinct fingers on the tabletop.

Just now, he watched the live broadcast on the Secret Net, and it happened that his hands were itchy, so he checked the hunt.

I was initially disappointed, but now after seeing the other party's ip address range, I suddenly find it interesting.

Although he was blocked from returning, he had already checked the opponent's signal range before.

It is in the river view villa area in the south of the city.

A guess slowly formed in his mind.

His eyes gradually softened, and the corners of his mouth smiled: "Little thing, it's pretty amazing."

On Saturday, after the two-day monthly exam was over, at five o'clock in the afternoon, Qian Mian and Lu Wanyu walked out of the school gate from the crowd and went straight to the venue of the auction.

What Lu Wanyu wanted came late, so they sat for a while longer.

In that moment, Qian Mian had already spent hundreds of thousands.

She photographed five things, all for decoration.

This is a charity auction, and she also wants to make a contribution.

Lu Wanyu is no wonder at her financial resources. After all, she is a person who can spend 100 million as pocket money at will.

When the two were drowsy waiting, suddenly a lot came up and attracted Lu Wanyu's attention.

Moderator: "What you see now is a bracelet made by the famous perfume master Bai Mi. This bracelet is made of non-special materials and has pharmacological functions that other bracelets do not have. It is often worn on the hand and is good for your health. There are very big benefits. The starting price is 50,000 yuan."

Following the host’s explanation, the electronic screen on the side kept switching the pictures of the hand chain so that people in all positions could see it.

Lu Wanyu looked at it twice and felt familiar.

"By the way, isn't this the bracelet you have been making during class time not long ago?"

As she spoke, her eyes widened in surprise.

"But the auctioneer said just now that it's the work of Mr. Bai Mi...you shouldn't be..."

She moved back, her eyes drooping, and she looked at Qianmiao from bottom to top: "I finally understand why the black chicken calls you the boss! Am I right? Is that what I want?"

Qianmiao smiled: "Guess."

Lu Wanyu almost affirmed his thoughts.

The people around are bidding fiercely, and the price has gone from 50,000 to 900,000.

Suddenly, someone held up a placard--

"one million."