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Chapter 322: A Successful End

The gong drummer held up the hammer and was about to strike...

"Fifty thousand taels..."

Calm and clear in everyone's ears,

Everyone unanimously paid attention to the figure...

Yaoyao looked at Leng Haofeng with a little surprise, he, didn't he get knocked unconscious by Ziyi? Where did he come from?

Leng Haofeng pursed his lips tightly and glanced coldly at Yaoyao through the thick gauze curtain.

That cold gaze, through the gauze curtain, made Yaoyao's skin crawl. In fact, Leng Haofeng and Yunling were both nemesis to Yaoyao! The outcome would not be good!

Ziyi recovered from the initial shock and hurriedly said to everyone directly: "Five hundred thousand taels once, five hundred thousand taels twice, five hundred thousand taels three times... No bid? What a deal!"

There's a thud of gongs and drums,

Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief and said to everyone with a gorgeous curtain call: "Thank you everyone for your support. Today's auction ceremony has ended successfully! I hope everyone eats well, drinks well, and has fun!"

Before Yaoyao could get up, she was grabbed by Leng Haofeng.

Yaoyao immediately struggled uneasily,

Ziyi grabbed Leng Haofeng's hand very accurately, pulled him away from Yaoyao, and said coldly: "Mr. Leng, this is Piaoxiang Pavilion, please pay attention to your image!"

Leng Haofeng was unwilling to let Yaoyao go.

Ziyi patted the dust that was not stained on his clothes, and said gently: "If you have anything to say, talk about it later. Don't embarrass me on this stage, otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Leng Haofeng suppressed the anger on his face and glared at Yaoyao with his beautiful peach blossom eyes.

Yaoyao stared back at Leng Haofeng unwilling to be weak, who is afraid of whom?

"You two come with me!" Ziyi glanced helplessly at the man who was staring at him, shook his head, and said,

As soon as they entered the house, Yaoyao and Ziyi sat down and poured a cup of tea, but before they started drinking it,

Leng Haofeng punched the table, and the table fell into pieces...

Ziyi added nonchalantly: "We'll boil the water for a while, so there's no need to chop wood. Master Leng, just remember to pay back the money!"


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