Live Broadcast: I Am The Master Of Flirting!

When the auctioneer announces, the charity auction officially begins.

The host began to read the first item in today's auction, which was a jade Guanyin.

The host introduced the special uses of Jade Guanyin and started to quote.

"Ten million."

"One thousand and one million."

"Fifteen million."

"Twenty million."

"Forty-five million."

The number of bidders continues to increase.

Tong Jincheng has been looking at Song Yao. Her expression was focused and serious, and she was fully focused on the auction on the stage.

Tong Jincheng's eyes fell on her red and attractive lips, and a person appeared in his mind. He still remembered the appearance of that person when he was drunk that night.

"Mr. Tong..."

Mr. Wang's words suddenly interrupted Tong Jincheng's 887 thoughts.

He followed the sound and saw Mr. Wang pointing his finger at where Song Yao was sitting: "Mr. Tong, can I sit there?"

Tong Jincheng glanced at the empty seat next to Song Yao, and then nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. Tong." Mr. Wang grinned and walked over.

Tong Jincheng looked away, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Yao suddenly stand up, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

He hurriedly shouted: "Song Yao, what are you going to do?"

Song Yao paused slightly and turned back to glance at Tong Jincheng. A playful smile appeared on her lips: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Tong Jincheng frowned, looked at her graceful figure disappearing around the corner, and couldn't help but cursed: "Idiot.

Song Yao walked into the bathroom and saw a mirror, which reflected the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror.

Song Yao reached out and touched her face, her heartbeat accelerated.

Song Yao took a deep breath and tried to adjust her emotions before she regained her composure.

Then, she turned on the faucet and splashed cold water on her face to make herself more awake. Then she opened the door and walked out.

At the end of the corridor, there was a noisy quarrel.

Song Yao looked over and saw that familiar figure at a glance.

Tong Jincheng stood among a group of women, and in his arms was another young woman wearing scantily clad clothes.

Song Yao's eyes were locked on Tong Jincheng, her eyes filled with anger: "Tong Jincheng, how dare you betray me!"

"(bidg)Song Yao, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

Tong Jincheng's expression remained calm. When he looked at Song Yao, his dark pupils were filled with a hint of coolness.

"Am I talking nonsense? Ha..." Song Yao sneered: "Tong Jincheng, you dare to say that you are not interested in me? If you were not interested in me, you would have hugged a vixen just now!"

After saying this, Song Yao's eyes felt a little sour, and her heart felt as if she had been pricked by a needle. The pain was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

She raised her hand and wiped her eyes, suppressing the discomfort in her heart.

Tong Jincheng's eyes flickered: "Don't think too much, we are just a cooperative relationship, nothing more!"

His explanation made Song Yao even more uncomfortable. She gritted her teeth and glared at Tong Jincheng: "Since we are not lovers, please take your hands off my waist. I'm not used to other men touching me."

She doesn't like other men touching her, especially Tong Jincheng, she hates him the most.

Because he was once the man she loved deeply! But in the end he betrayed her and almost married her best friend.

This is the person she hates most in her life!

"Mr. Tong, your wife has misunderstood." Mr. Wang hurriedly came to the rescue.

Tong Jincheng did not let go of Song Yao's waist. Instead, he used a clever force to restrain her waist and prevent her from breaking free.

"Tong Jincheng, I'm warning you, let me go quickly! Otherwise, don't blame me for calling security." Song Yao stared at Tong Jincheng indifferently. .