(MTL)The soft and sticky spirit in Master Yu's eyes is a full-scale boss

Chapter 117

Chapter 117 The devil is the devil after all

    The two people behind them were shocked. Although they didn't know what the stone was, the air around them was much fresher when the stone appeared.

    And at a glance, you can tell that it is thousands of times better than the stone outside that was photographed by five million.

    Also, you are the number one man in the world's richest man list, why are you so embarrassed to accept things from other girls?

    It's also enough for a little girl to carry a stone with her...unique.

    After taking a few more valuable antiques later, we finally ushered in the highly anticipated finale auction.

    "The next auction is a chance to visit a doctor from a genius doctor. The reserve price is 10 million. Let's start." The

    auctioneer dropped the hammer and started a round of crazy bidding.

    The people below are all crazy, adding a few million to ten million, and soon added to sixty-five million.

    The three men in the box looked at the fierce competition below with calm expressions, as if waiting for an opportunity.

    Jiu Ci was not interested in any kind of magic doctor, so he sat on Yu Huaizhi's lap and played with each other's hair.

    Yu Huaizhi also let her play, and a pair of sharp and dark eyes seemed to fall on the auction floor.

    When the price finally soared to 150 million, Yu Huaizhi pressed the button to quote 300 million.

    When he heard 300 million, Jiu Ci's hair-pulling hand, which had nothing to do with him, stopped, and his brain was sluggish for a moment.

    He slowly rolled his eyes and looked at Yu Huaizhi, who had a calm expression. He lowered his head and clasped his small hands. He had already begun to calculate in his mind whether the stones in his space were sold for 300 million yuan.

    In theory, what if there is a husband who is super good at spending money?

    Ke Fujun looks so good-looking, it seems that he should spend some money.

    After winning the auction, Yu Huaizhi didn't pay any more attention. He looked down at the little girl whose small eyebrows were wrinkled into a sad face in his arms, and pressed into his arms.

    "Boring? Be good, you can go back after a while." Yu Huaizhi leaned in and coaxed softly.

    The big devil with only one hundred and ninety-two yuan in his pocket was so sad that he couldn't extricate himself, and cried to Erbi again, "Two Er, my husband is too expensive."

    Moving bricks can no longer support him.

    "嘤嘤嘤...The host is so pitiful, then let's change the husband to raise it." The second brush with the same sad face flashed and suggested.

    "No." The big devil refused decisively.

    Erbi: "..." How can you tell me.

    Jiu Ci, who was sad and autistic, stretched out his arms around Yu Huaizhi's neck and buried his face between his neck, acting coquettish and autistic.

    Yu Huaizhi didn't know why the little girl was suddenly in such a low mood.

    There was only Jiu Ci in her gentle and focused eyes, and her big hands gently caressed the little girl's black hair.