Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

One was Song's sister and senior designer, and the other was Mrs. Gu. The people present knew that they couldn't raise their prices, so they had to watch the show.

I'm out of money...

At this time, Song's worry-free face wrote these three words.

Song Jiuyue and Song Jiumei looked back and saw her face like this. I didn't know how proud I was.

“Thirty-one million once! ”

“Thirty-five million.” Not yet, the host said for the second time, Gu Zheng on the guest table gracefully raised the brand.

His low, thick voice, like a lethal force, was seriously quiet everywhere.

He raises the price, everyone on the scene looks at him.

High and high, the handsome man, in any way, is so handsome and so cold.

Thirty-five million is not a large sum for these rich people.

But the other party raised the price of Gu Zheng, they all know that Gu Zheng never gets what he wants.

And he's the richest man, he can't compete with him.

Song Jiuyue looked at Gu Jiuyue in dismay. Did he raise the price?

If he doesn't raise the price, the hairpin will be shot by her. Why would he raise the price with himself?

“Sister, Gu Shao finally raised the price, he must have given you this hairpin.” Song Xuemei said happily to Song Xueyue.

Song Jiuyue frowned slightly. Is that so?

“Gu Raoqiao and Song have no quarrel, knowing that you must love it, so this is the way to film it for you. Not only did he express his feelings for you, but he also made you look good, and more importantly, he beat Song's worry-free face.” Song Yumei added.

After listening, Song Jiuyue thought about it and thought that Song Jiumei's words were very reasonable.

Gu Zheng hated Song so much, he must have been unfamiliar with her lifting the bar with herself, so he filmed this haircut for himself.

Song Jiuyue smiled sweetly and looked at Gu Jiuyue's eyes with great tenderness.

Song did not worry about his mouth and glanced lightly at Gu Jiao.

In the end, he was going to film this hairpin and give it to Song Jiuyue.

……

After the auction, Song Wuxi and Xu Jing walked out of the Century Building.

“No worries!” Behind her, a woman screamed.

Song Feng stopped at the staircase and turned around and looked inside.

Song Jiuyue and Song Jiumei came out of the lobby.

“Don't worry, you can still go home next month to get the change, Dad hasn't stopped you.” In front of Song Xiaoyue, Song Xiaoyue laughed.

Before that, Song Jiuyue would show great concern for this arrogant sister.

“Got it.” Song responded carelessly.

Song Jiuyue weighed Song's fearlessness. Today she is wearing the purple dress she wore last time.

Although it was bought cheap four years ago, it is not bad quality, wears it on Song no worries, and has a feminine taste.

When Song is quiet and quiet, it's really beautiful.

Just like now, it's cold and faint, doesn't like the look on her face, gives people a feeling that they can't say.

This feeling made Song Jiuyue feel that she was the queen.

Song Jiuyue didn't like Song's worry-free stance more than he felt.

She smiled, “Don't worry, didn't you buy this dress on your birthday four years ago? Why are you still wearing it? It's all faded. ”

“I like to wear it.” Song's worry-free smile doesn't make him laugh.

“Why don't I design you some new skirts?” Song Jiuyue said with understanding.

“No need.” Song said without concern.

At this point, a windy Maybach stopped at the entrance of the building and the horn rang, apparently calling them.

They all looked at each other and were familiar with it. It was Gu Jiao's sports car.