stjorthotic Chapter 309 I Will Pay 1
Chapter 309 I Will Pay 1
Chapter 309 I was stunned by the other party's words.
The eyes that were as bright as autumn water suddenly moved, and all the attention was focused on the silent statue-like man in the corner of his vision.
His silence seemed to verify Yao Beier's sarcastic words virtually.
Wouldn't it be too heartless to donate someone else's heart?
Duan Zijin slowly closed his fingers, and raised a flawless smile, "Emotions are always about consensuality. According to Ms. Yao, I must take what others give. Then you and Mr. Zhou Yicheng are probably close. Right? He has devoted his heart and soul to you for so many years. Anyway, I have done my best to the gentleman who gave me the necklace. What about you, Ms. Yao, what did you give Mr. Zhou? I’m afraid if I don’t mention it, you will forget to return it. Is there such a person?"
She once dug out her heart and held it in front of Jiang Lin. She loved him for more than eight years, not to mention her sincerity, and almost lost her life several times.
But now, what she wants is no longer his emotional response, but a quiet life without him.
It's her fault too?Could it be that because this man loves her so much now, she doesn't even have the right to refuse?
Not every "I'm sorry" can be exchanged for a "It's okay".
She hates those people who advise her to be tolerant without even knowing what happened.
She can not take revenge on Jiang Lin, she can slowly try not to hate him, but at the same time, she can't forgive him for what he did back then.
There was a little pain in the man's black pupils, he pursed his lower lip, said nothing, just sat in his seat and looked at the woman's cool and glamorous side face.
Yao Bei'er's complexion was far less restrained than Jiang Lin's, and suddenly turned pale, as if someone had stabbed her with some kind of scar.
She subconsciously looked at Song Yuanda, if she let him know about Zhou Yicheng, then she would not be able to turn the tide in this round.
The woman under the spotlight was still smiling gracefully, that smile looked lazy and non-aggressive at first, but it made Yao Bei'er feel a chill go straight into her heart.
"Miss Yao, you have ended up like you are now, and there are men like Mr. Song who are so good to you. You are not at home burning incense, and you are a down-to-earth person, and you ran out to do evil. It is because you think that I did it two years ago. It’s gone, anyway, there’s nothing to prove, so there’s nothing I can do to you?”
Her faint smile suddenly deepened, and she asked with a biting chill, "Yao Beier, can you sleep at night?"
Yao Beier pursed her lips tightly, unable to utter a word for a long time, only her beautiful face became paler and paler.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the host immediately came out to smooth things over at the boss's signal.
He knew that his boss had a good personal relationship with Mr. Song from Yuanda, and he also knew why Mr. Song and Ms. Yao came here today.
But this young lady was brought by Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang... that is a real big man who cannot be messed with.
Meng Qingping saw that unparalleled woman in the crowd at a glance. Others didn't know who she was, but he knew it. After thinking about it, he naturally understood where the conflict between Duan Zijin and Yao Beier came from.
After the host smoothed things over, the atmosphere immediately calmed down a lot, perhaps because the two women didn't want to haggle over the past.
But obviously, the silence and compromise of the two of them are two different styles.Compared to Yao Beier's guilty conscience and speechlessness, that domineering woman seemed more arrogant and lazy than wanting to spend more time on such matters.
In fact, it's not that Duan Zijin doesn't want to care about it.
It's that some wounds are buried deep in her heart, and it's not something that can make her comfortable by talking about it.
What's more, with so many people around watching, it seemed that she was unreasonable if she continued talking.
Most people are like this, they only know how to sympathize with the weak to show their kindness, regardless of who is at fault first.
The auction started in this awkward and subtle atmosphere. Duan Zijin sat in the first row, her expression was always calm, and she couldn't guess what she was thinking.
After the sentence "Neither throw it nor destroy it, but you gave it to someone else?", the man next to her never took the initiative to say a word to her.The indifference is self-contained, Jun's face has no emotion, and there is a deep-rooted coldness.
Many auction items have high collection value, and many collectors are vying to bid.
After a while, the boss of the organizer presented a very delicate and elegant necklace.
It is not as expensive as Duan Zijin's, but it is also enough to look extraordinary when worn around the neck.
For this necklace, many wealthy ladies present were a little moved, and they increased the price accordingly.Even Yuanda's Mr. Song began to keep raising his cards. Compared with the whim of those ladies, he raised his cards with a certain determination that is inevitable.
Sitting on the other side of Duan Zijin was also a middle-aged man who seemed to have a lot of status. When Song Yuanda raised the price to the point that there were few people in the audience to fight, he suddenly raised his card, "600 million."
Duan Zijin gave him a sideways look, and Song Yuanda in the back row immediately gave him a displeased look, and winked at Assistant Sun in the front row.
Assistant Sun is the personal assistant of the boss who organized this charity auction. He knew that their boss and Song always had a friendship, so he quietly got the boss's approval, and then joined Duan Zijin and the middle-aged man holding the placard. Suddenly, he whispered: "Sir, can this necklace be given to Mr. Song for the sake of my boss?"
The man frowned, "Why?"
"That's right." Assistant Sun explained, "President Song's girlfriend, Ms. Yao, had a dispute with the jeweler because of this necklace, and now she is in a hurry to get this necklace."
"What dispute?"
Hearing this, Duan Zijin also became a little interested, and couldn't help listening to Assistant Sun's explanation.
Assistant Sun lowered his voice and said: "This matter is complicated. It seems that Ms. Yao was the endorser of this series of products, and she had a personal relationship with the boss of the jeweler, so the boss gave this necklace to her in private. Two years ago, when her company went bankrupt, her money was a little tight, so she pawned this necklace when she changed hands."
The middle-aged man was puzzled, "Since I have been employed, why do I have to redeem it?"
Assistant Sun sighed, "That's the problem! The necklace designer's daughter said it was the last posthumous work done by her father before his death. She insisted on taking the necklace back, causing ups and downs in the company. Could it be that the boss gave the necklace to Yao Beier. As a result, it got to the ears of the proprietress, and the boss dared not admit it, saying that Ms. Yao stole it herself."
Duan Zijin picked up the teacup at hand, and took a sip, the fragrance of the tea lingered on the tip of his tongue, a bit refreshing and bitter.
The man smiled, "This matter...it's really not clear."
"Isn't it?" Assistant Sun also felt that the cuts were constant and messy when he said it, "Miss Yao followed Mr. Song a year ago. Mr. Song planned to pay for her, but how could the designer's daughter be willing? She just I gave Ms. Yao a year to look for the posthumous work of my father. Ms. Yao has been tossing and turning to find it. I don’t know who has transferred it to. There was no news. It was a coincidence that a few days ago, we saw someone donate this necklace on the donation list of the charity dinner, so we notified Mr. Song. Today he brought Miss Yao to Yucheng. Came here to shoot it."
Duan Zijin put down his teacup, just in time to hear Jiang Lin ask, "What will happen if you can't take the picture?"
Assistant Sun turned around, met the man's deep and dark eyes, felt a shock in his heart, and smiled, "The one-year deadline is coming to an end, if you still can't get this necklace back, the other party will say yes." Sue Miss Yao to court and put her in prison for several years."
Duan Zijin glanced at Jiang Lin, who was just sitting there, still indifferent as if his heart was like a mirror, and he had no place to attract dust, and he didn't express his opinion after asking this question.
She looked back, wiped Kodan's nails, scratched the edge of the auction as if inadvertently, and asked Assistant Sun with a smile: "How many calls have you made now?"
Assistant Sun looked at the big screen on the stage, "Boss Song has called 650 million."
"He's really willing to let go." Duan Zijin laughed softly, "I've seen this series of products in advertisements, and they're not worth the price."
Assistant Sun was also helpless, "Yes, but among the products in this series, this one is made by an old designer himself. Or it's God's will to trick people!"
Duan Zi smiled wildly, "Who did Miss Yao offend, why do you seem to be getting worse and worse these days?"
Assistant Sun didn't know what she meant, nor how to respond, but just smiled politely.
After a while, I saw this woman who had never called the price once raised her hand and raised the number plate. With a smile on her face, she pressed the switch of the microphone on the armrest of the seat, and slowly uttered three words from her crimson lips, Through the loudspeaker, it is transmitted to everyone's ears very clearly.
"I'll pay 1000 million."
As soon as the voice fell, the audience was in an uproar.
Yao Beier, who was sitting in the back row, stood up from the chair almost instantly, "Duan Zijin!"