Just two words made the entire venue suddenly quiet.

This sound is nice, but it can't be described specifically where it sounds nice. Just listening to it makes you feel restless.

The tone is also straightforward, without any temperature or fluctuations.

It was not big, but it was strangely let everyone on the scene hear it clearly.

The group of people followed the demon and looked in one direction.

Facing the lively sunshine, a slender figure with only black and white colors on his body slowly walked in.

The moment when everyone's eyes touched the man, the surroundings were completely silent for a moment, and they were silent to the point of almost deadness.

The man who walked out of the sunlight had no expression on his face, but he just stared at Yun Qing with his dark and strange eyes, which was so ghostly that he was heart-wrenching.

Yun Qing's eyes widened slightly. After realizing something, his eyes became brighter and brighter. He supported the chair with both hands and exerted a little force. He instantly left the contestant's seat and jumped down the stage.

The red skirt danced in the air like a swaying butterfly, and couldn't wait to pounce on the man's arms.

The man stretched out his slender and powerful arms and put them around her waist.

Then, with one force, he embedded her into her arms.

Yun Qing raised her red lips and smiled happily. She hung it in his arms like a delicate doll pendant. She looked into the man's eyes and said, "You are back..."

Bei Ming Yexuan looked at the little face that was close to him in his arms. The expressionless face just now appeared with a smile, which was so beautiful that it was hard to move away from his eyes.

Under the gaze of everyone, he sent one hand to Yun Qing.

The hand was exquisitely carved from jade, noble and powerful, exuding a ghostly smell.

Yun Qing blinked her eyes, feeling a little confused.

She just took care of the time and went there, but she didn't hear clearly what the people on the scene said.

Bei Ming Yexuan's blood-red thin lips came to her ear and said softly, "Fill in a number."

Yun Qing's little white face blushed. Despite her doubts, she still obediently wrote a number in the man's palm.

Bei Ming Yexuan's eyes remained close to her face. After sensing the numbers she wrote, his mood became better. His red lips bent into a paranoid arc, and he completed the words he had not finished just now.

"9.9 billion!"

With a "boom", the stagnant atmosphere suddenly exploded.

"I...I'm having an ear problem?!"

"This sentence is connected, Yun Qing, 9.9 billion?!"

"Yun Qing...9.9 billion..."

After reacting, after the man's words, everyone's spirits were greatly impacted in an instant.

All the perfumers present looked at Yun Qing with wide eyes, unable to tell whether they were envious or jealous.

Especially the female perfumers, their faces were pale and several were so shocked that they almost fell.

Compared with this man's 9.9 billion, the 100 million spent by that mysterious man on Yun Qianrou is not enough to see!

Yun Qianrou stared at Yun Qing with a distorted expression, and her whole body was trembling with anger.

Originally, Yun Qing was making a fool of herself, but after this man came, she was instantly praised as an altar that everyone was out of reach.

Why...

Why no matter how she fights or grabs it, all the best things still belong to Yun Qing...

Yun Qianrou stood in place shakingly, covering her heart and looking resentful.

And the barrage in the live broadcast room is even more crazy.

[Oh my God! 9.9 billion, crazy!!]
Chapter completed!