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Oops, I came here angrily just now and had a good time scolding her. Where is her ticket? Where did her ticket go?

"That said, how can we, Miss Xin, bother us, Miss Xin, to use her noble hands to take a mere ticket?"

Yan Ming pretended to give Hai Tang a contemptuous look, and they acted out the attitude of the unruly young lady and the mean servant.

Then, Yan Ming very artificially took out a ticket from his arms and handed it to Xin Huaiyu with both hands, "Miss, take your ticket."

"Okay little Yanzi, let's go quickly, don't let some irrelevant people spoil the mood." Xin Huaiyu took the ticket, rolled his eyes and twisted his head, knowing if Diao Man was there.

The four of them didn't pay much attention to it. Before Wen Fengxu left, she subconsciously glanced at Leng Xiuze and found that he was also looking at her.

She shrugged lazily, shook her head gently at him, her eyes were playful, and a few words silently leaked from her lips: younger brother is younger brother.

Unlike her, it feels so good to be protected.

When the four of them walked away, Haitang retracted the resentment in her heart, her eyes returned to Leng Xiuze, and her tone was soft, "Brother Leng, do you think I have a chance..."

Hula——!

"Sorry, no more."

With the sound of tongues of fire devouring the paper, the paper turned into a ball of fire from Leng Xiuze's hand.

The ticket was burned instantly, as if it had never been in this world.

So decisive, so decisive.

Haitang looked at Leng Xiuze in surprise, no less surprised than Leng Che when he heard Leng Xiuze's nickname.

One ticket could only bring one person into the venue, so Leng Xiu tore off one ticket, leaving them with only one ticket.

so……

"Leng Che, lead your brother in." Leng Xiu only waved his fingers lightly. Leng Che nodded stupidly and responded immediately after he realized what he was doing.

Taking out his ticket, Leng Che looked at his brother, seemed puzzled again, hesitated and walked to Haitang.

"Well... I'm sorry, my brother is not very sensible."

Haitang bit her lip with tearful eyes and did not speak.

Leng Che feels a little embarrassed. You guys got along well before. Why did his brother suddenly become like this?

"Fairy Wen... I mean they haven't gone far yet. If you really want to go in, you might as well ask them. The girl with the sword is the young master of the Weapon Refining Guild. You can have as many as you want...

…”

Leng·Stupid·Xiu glanced at him casually, then took the ticket from his hand with a look of displeasure on his face and walked in without looking back.

Leng Che didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He finally said hello to Haitang and hurried after her.

"Why, why are you born with a good fortune? Why can you have so many connections so easily..."

Why should the man she likes keep her eyes on Wen Fengxu.

Haitang looked at the entrance of the auction venue, filled with jealousy, and felt a huge gap.

This is how people are divided into classes and ranks, based on family background and strength. Just like this door, some people can easily cross it, while some people want to walk in, like crossing a chasm.

…

"Second brother, I remember that you didn't really care about that Haitang girl. She just wanted to come in and have a look. Why did you refuse?"

"You are so young, are you blind?" Leng Xiu did not look back and went upstairs to the private room on the second floor where the view was more convenient.

Leng Che frowned and followed behind with a pout, "Originally, it's not easy for a girl to be alone, and she has experienced that kind of thing... That's right! I remembered it, it was obviously you who cared about her when I first met her.

When I arrived, I even put some clothes on her!"
Chapter completed!