Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Ad looked at Gu Qiu with an interrogating look.

Gu Zheng waved his hand and said softly: "Show her. ”

Actually, it's not a magazine, it's an auction book at Century House next week.

Gu Qiao is the youngest richest man in M City. The organizer personally handed him the collection to see if he had any antiques to photograph.

I was told that at this auction, 50 percent of the money received from the auction would be donated to orphanages and poor families.

To be precise, it was a charitable auction.

The items in the book are all ancient and rare antiques.

Even if Song Li worried about it, it would be fine. She is a pig and doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Just to appreciate, she doesn't have a lot of money, and she won't be able to film it.

With the permission of Gu Xuan, Ade handed Song no worries about the book.

Song Wuxi quickly grabbed the album. At first glance, the whole person was instantly stunned!

She stared straight at the pattern in the book, it was a hairbrush, a hairbrush she could never get to know!

It was really her ‘love', the first hair accessory given to her by an obsessed man in a previous life was this one.

Thousands of years around, it came to this century, turned into antiques to be auctioned off?

In Song's worry-free and shocked eyes, there was a wave of shock and terror.

She died wearing this hammer, and now she's reborn, and she sees it...

Seeing something that belongs to you is auctioned, Song's worry-free mood cannot suppress excitement.

The fingers of the album trembled slightly, but the fingertips were not weak, holding the paper tight, and the paper was pinched a little wrinkled.

Her red fingers were white all over her nails because of the force.

Gu Qiu just looked up and looked at the emotions in her eyes and face from his perspective.

He picked his eyebrows, some doubts. How could she be so excited when she saw this hairpin?

There are hundreds of emotions circulating in her eyes.

Her tight lips seem to be enduring something...

“Have you seen enough?” Gu Qiu gently opened his thin lips and asked lightly.

His cold voice, like a sharp knife tip, gently crossed Song's worry-free heart tip.

Song Feng felt a heartache and turned back to God. He looked at Gu Zheng, “Do you want to film it? ”

The starting bid below is 3 million...

“Do you like it?” Gu Zhuang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

When I saw him smile, I didn't need him to say anything. Song knows what he's thinking.

“Are there any other pictures?” Song has no worries and does not answer the question.

A photograph, similar in style, but Song was not worried to be sure if it was her ‘affection'.

After all, Gao imitation is very developed in this era.

But this quill is unique and sophisticated, and even if it's not antique, it's worth three million.

“Just go to the auction next week to see what it really is.” Gu Zheng's long arm stretched out and took the album from Song Wuxi's hand.

He bowed his head and glanced at the pigeon in the photograph, smiling and saying, “This pigeon is beautiful, but you don't deserve it. ”

“ …… ”

Gu Zheng looked up and looked at Song Li Xiao with a smile. “Do you know where he came from? ”

Song did not worry. He trembled and looked at Gu Xiao in the shadows. "You know what? ”

“It was left by Princess Song of the X Dynasty. ”

“...” Song's worry-free heart, like something, was beaten hard.