"Woman, you should be lucky that you made me fall in love with you."
If this is a confession, it is probably the confession that all women least want to hear.
Not to mention the romance and warmth, it was also mixed with bursts of Siberian cold current.
Ye Zhiding's heart felt cold, and she quickly calmed down, "Young Master Han, my greatest happiness is your confession like this."
After saying that, Ye Zhiding smiled brightly, "It is probably the dream of every woman in the world to get Mr. Han's confession."
Han Yi; "..." This woman moves too fast.
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Finally, he passed this level without any danger, and Han Yi, a dangerous man, sat back in his seat.
He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.
Ye Zhiding suddenly felt that he understood something.
When dealing with Han Yi, you must not go head-to-head. This man can do anything if pressed.
The scene of being raped in the office yesterday was still vivid in his mind, and Ye Zhiding secretly regretted that he found out too late.
The auction below has officially begun. The first thing that was carried out was an oil painting by Leonardo da Vinci. Not many people collect art here. Finally, it was photographed by a government official in City C.
It was originally a unique thing in the world, but unexpectedly, due to the auction, it changed from priceless to valuable.
Next came several items, none of which seemed to arouse the enthusiasm of the businessman.
At least Ye Zhiding noticed that the man next to him had closed his eyes and fell asleep without even opening them.
"The next item to be auctioned may not be very familiar to everyone. Its name is...the Ring of Souls."
Just when the emcee on the stage said his name, Ye Zhiding saw Han Yi suddenly open his eyes.
Although his expression did not change, Ye Zhiding still noticed that his finger bones were turning white from clenching.
It seems that the purpose of this man coming to this auction today is just to get this thing called the Soul Ring.
The red canvas was uncovered, and Ye Zhiding followed everyone's gaze and finally saw what this thing looked like.
"The Ring of the Soul is named after Chang Qing, the most famous Shushan monk in our country. According to historical records, this ring has disappeared from the world for thousands of years..."
The voice of the master of ceremonies disappeared from his ears, and Ye Zhiding just stared closely at the so-called soul ring, his head pounding.
This ring was the same as the one she wore on her hand before. Except for the different colors, one white and one black, the pattern on the display screen was actually exactly the same.
Could it be that this ring is also related to the Heart of Hell and the Sword of Hell?
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Han Yi no longer had the intention to pay attention to Ye Zhiding's strange behavior.
The purpose of his coming this time is because of this thing.
And tonight, he is already determined to win.
It is related to the survival of the family. Even one's own marriage can be sacrificed.
But this thing is the most crucial thing to preserve the family.
Otherwise, even if he marries Bai Xi, what's the use?
Sitting on the sofa, Han Yi's eyes were burning, staring closely at the ring below.
The bidding has started, and the people in the private room next door are obviously determined to get this ring.
As the data increased, the price of this ancient ring went up to 100 million.
The people below are no longer interested in participating in this bid.
Seeing that the person in the private room next to Han Yi shouted 150 million for the price, everyone was in awe.