Lin Qian seemed to have noticed Qiu Mucheng's, and secretly sneered, but she was so proud of herself, she looked at Qiu Mucheng with disdain.

A poor woman who has no money to attend this kind of party in the upper class is simply humiliating herself!

"No, I have quite a lot of high heels at home, so I don't need them anymore." Qiu Mucheng replied with a smile, but her words were extremely lacklustre.

"Really, I guess the sum of your shoes at home is not worth a fraction of this pair of red soles." Lin Qian snorted disdainfully in her heart, with a strong sense of superiority in her eyebrows and eyes.

Qiu Mucheng, Qiu Mucheng, no matter how good you were at school back then, what can you do?

It's not that I, Lin Qian, are stepping under my feet.

If you want to blame, blame you for marrying the wrong person and finding a worthless person.

Lin Qian raised her chin high. From the beginning to the end, she put on an air of condescension in front of Qiu Mucheng, and always regarded herself as an upper-class person. Naturally, she looked down on ordinary people like Qiu Mucheng.

"530,000!"

Soon, bids began to be made in the guild hall.

"540,000~"

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There was a lot of bidding, and the price of the pair of high heels was gradually increasing.

However, most of the bidders were young men and women, and most of these people were playboys who wanted to please their girlfriends. The older ones are undoubtedly more mature and stable, but they rarely bid on them. Even if there is, after one or two bids, seeing that the price has exceeded the psychological expectation, I will stop pursuing the auction.

Therefore, after a brief auction, there were only two voices left in the guild hall still bidding.

One is naturally Lin Qian's husband Wang Yu.

This Wang Yu also worked hard to save face for his wife. After the price was pushed up to 600,000, he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

"Six hundred and five thousand!" Wang Yu raised his placard to bid.

The other bidder was also a couple, but the man obviously didn't have much enthusiasm.

"Honey, why don't you chase after auctions. The premium is too high now. Even if you buy it, it will be a loss-making business. If my dad knows that I have more than 600,000 yuan and buys a pair of high-heeled shoes, I will be beaten to death." This man is different from Wang Yu. Wang Yu is now considered to be successful in his career and independent financially. And he is a rich second generation, his father's money is spent, of course he has a guilty conscience, and now he is almost begging for mercy to his girlfriend.

"I don't care, people want it~"

"People just want a pair of high heels!"

Beside him, a woman in revealing heavy makeup acted like a baby. The man had no choice but to grit his teeth and bid again: "610,000!"

"Whoever raises the price, the red-soled high-heeled shoes will belong to him. I will not accompany you any more."

What the rich second generation said was obviously aimed at Wang Yu, and this strategy of retreating into advance is very clever. If it was someone else, they probably wouldn't grab him.

But Wang Yu is sure to win, and he still bid boldly: "Six hundred and fifteen thousand!"

"Haha~"

"This brother is really rich!"

"Gentlemen don't take away people's love, this "red sole" belongs to you." The rich second generation smiled calmly, and these few words were very generous.

Wang Yu nodded and smiled, but he acted calmly, as if the 600,000 yuan was just a small amount of money to him. JrNovels.com