Mr. Mo, Be Good And Marry Me

Many of the celebrities on the scene knew Mo Shiting or Murong Si. Seeing that neither of them were easy to mess with, they simply chose to give up this round of bidding and not fight with them.

Gu Li didn't expect Murong Si to be interested in this beaded crown, so he pulled Mo Shiting's sleeve and whispered, "Big Brother Ting, since Big Brother Si wants to buy it, let him give it to him."

Mo Shiting glanced in the direction where Murong Si was, and smiled playfully, "No."

The words fell, and the placard was raised again, "2 million."

Gu Li: "???"

Could this man be competing with Murong Si?

So childish.

However, the price of 2 million is so high, Brother Si should not follow it, right?

Gu Li was thinking so, when he heard Murong Si's voice: "3 million."

gosh?

Why are you still raising the price?

Are these two finished?

"4000000!"

Before Gu Li could react, Mo Shiting shouted again.

Gu Li was speechless.

Murong Si: "5 million!"

Mo Shiting: "10 million!"

"Wow—"

Seeing that the price rose to 10 million in an instant, the host was enthusiastic: "Mr. No. 29 has already offered a high price of 10 million. Do you want to increase it?"

"1500 dollars!"

Murong Si raised his placard without hesitation.

The host was even more excited, "15 million! Mr. No. 12 bid 15 million. 15 million for the first time, 15 million for the second—"

"18 million!"

Mo Shiting shouted expressionlessly as if he was about to win.

Hearing this, Gu Li was a little uneasy: "Brother Ting, you..."

Hey, forget it, he'll be happy.

The host went crazy, "18 million for the first time, 18 million for the first time—"

"19 million!"

Murong Si continued to hold up the card.

Since Mo Shiting liked this bead crown so much, he would have to make him bleed.

Ah.

Murong Si sneered in his heart, looking forward to Mo Shiting spending 20 million to take away an ordinary ornament.

He patiently waited for Mo Shiting to follow along. Who knows, before the host shouted "19 million for the third time", Mo Shiting didn't speak again.

"make a deal!"

The host made a final decision.

Murong Sijun's face changed suddenly, black enough to drip ink.

At this time, Gu Susu, who was stunned watching all this, finally came back to his senses: "God, Brother Si, you actually spent 19 million on such a piece of shit? You...you are too prodigal."

"To shut up!"

Murongsi scolded her angrily.

Turning her head and staring fiercely in Mo Shiting's direction, she saw Gu Li jumped into the man's arms excitedly and hugged him.

Damn it!

Deliberately raising the price caused him a loss of 19 million. At this moment, I am afraid that he is not laughing at him behind his back?

And pears...

He also turned his arms out, and had no conscience at all.

The more Murong Si thought about it, the more angry he became, and there was a trace of resentment towards Gu Li for no reason.

Gu Susu followed his line of sight and saw Gu Li and Mo Shiting kissing each other in the last row. The scene was so sweet that she couldn't help feeling envious.

When could she be so close to her beloved.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but glanced at Murong Si quietly. Seeing that all his attention was on Gu Li, her heart sank a little.

Brother Si, are you still unwilling to give up after all?

...

After spending 19 million to buy a bead crown that was useless to him, Murongsi stopped a lot and did not shoot anything else.

After all, the only thing he was really interested in was the oil painting, so when Mo Shiting was bidding on other objects, he was afraid that he would dig a hole for himself, so he simply didn't grab it.

In this way, Mo Shiting took a picture of a string of emerald rosary beads handed down from the previous dynasty for 3 million yuan; for 2 million, he took a picture of a Go board with a history of hundreds of years...

Compared with him, the fruit is not too full.

Halfway through the auction, the oil painting that Mo Shiting and Murong Si had been waiting for finally arrived.

The oil painting is covered with a piece of red cloth, and the true face of Mount Lu has not yet been seen.

But when the host introduced the author of this oil painting to everyone in an almost adoring tone, the words "mysterious painter Chuanliu" really made Gu Li's heart skip a beat.

She widened her eyes in disbelief and held her breath subconsciously.

Painter Chuanliu?

Isn't that her master?

Ah, ah, tonight's auction item has a painting of her master?

Could she be dreaming?

Gu Li blinked abruptly, then turned to look at Mo Shiting, "Brother Ting, pinch me."

"Pinch you?"

Mo Shiting was confused by her, raised his hand and squeezed lightly on her tender and tender face.

"It doesn't hurt. You squeeze harder."

Gu Li urged.

Mo Shiting had no choice but to do as he did, pinching her hard.

"Ah, it hurts."

Gu Li finally felt the pain.

"Ah."

Mo Shiting smiled.

This little girl, shouldn't she think she's dreaming?

Sure enough, Gu Li shouted excitedly in the next second: "Haha, this is true, I'm not dreaming. My master has a work published, woohoo, does that mean he's still alive?"

"Maybe."

Mo Shiting nodded slightly, his eyes filled with a doting smile.

Before, he also doubted whether someone might have misappropriated the name Chuanliu, but after investigation, it was basically confirmed that the oil painting auctioned was by Chuanliu.

As for the year of his painting, I am afraid it will take some identification to know.

If it was painted in recent years, it means that the river is likely to be safe and sound.

Gu Li thought so too, so she was obviously very happy.

Seeing this, Mo Shiting swears inwardly that tonight, no matter what, he will take the oil painting home.

Murong Si's thoughts were exactly the same as Mo Shiting's. For Gu Li's sake, he had to take the picture back.

As soon as Gu Susu heard the name "Chuanliu", she was stunned for a few seconds before she reacted: "Brother Si, isn't Chuanliu the name of Master Gu Li? Could it be that there is news about Gu Li's master?"

Murong Si is rarely willing to pay attention to her: "It should be."

"Great!"

Gu Susu clapped happily.

The beautiful master actually took good care of her and taught her a lot of things, but he only accepted Gu Li as an apprentice, let alone how jealous she was.

Everyone in the audience had their own thoughts. On the stage, the host said: "Okay, after introducing the achievements of this mysterious great painter, then next, we will invite President Tan of the Huaguo Painters Association to reveal the story for us. The mysterious veil of an oil painting."

With the host's laughing voice falling, the brisk music sounded, and President Tan stepped onto the stage in a suit and leather shoes under everyone's attention.

"Clap clap-"

Applause broke out and the red cloth was removed.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a girl sitting by the lake.

She was sitting sideways in a white dress, and even if she only showed her face, she was still beautiful.

Gu Li recognized it at first sight, "It's Master's painting!"

Whether it is the style of painting or the craftsmanship, Master has his own uniqueness, which no one in the world can imitate.

Gu Li has been painting with him since he was a child, and he is very familiar with his paintings.

Thinking of this, she couldn't hold back tears.

"Uuuu, this painting must have been made after Master left me, but who is that girl? Did Master accept a beautiful apprentice again? Uuu..."

Hearing her childish cry, Mo Shiting couldn't help but hook his lips, "Okay, stop crying. It's good that your master is still alive, eh?"

"Well, yes, I don't cry. I'm not jealous of this girl."

Gu Li sniffed and laughed.

Mo Shiting gently wiped her tears with his fingertips, and his tone suddenly became serious: "You just need to be the person in my painting, you don't need to be someone else's."

Gu Li burst out laughing, "Brother Ting, isn't it? Are you jealous?"

"Well, eat."

Mo Shiting answered seriously.

At this time, the host announced the start of the auction, which also started at 1 million.

Gu Li quickly cheered up, "Brother Ting, this time it's my turn to shoot."

"Okay."

Mo Shiting nodded and handed her the number plate.

Gu Li smiled and said, "Thank you," and then raised the sign: "10 million."

Master's painting, she must take it home, no one is allowed to rob her!

Unexpectedly, as soon as the shooting started, the price was directly raised to 10 million, and it was still called by a girl, and the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, and when they saw Mo Shiting sitting next to the girl, they immediately understood.

Presumably, this girl is the legendary young grandma of the Mo family, right?

He was really beautiful, no wonder he was able to make Mo Shiting tempted.

Gu Li shouted a high price of 10 million, and in an instant, no one robbed her.

She was so happy that she thought she was going to win. Who knows, at the last moment, Murong Si came out again: "20 million!"

Depend on!

20000000?

Did she offend Murong Si?

How dare you pit her like this?

Mad!

He clearly knew that Chuanliu was her master, and she had to get this painting.

The more Gu Li thought about it, the more she hated her teeth, she took a deep breath, and she continued: "21 million."

Murongsi, Murongsi, if you shout again, I will never stop with you!

"22 million!"

Murongsi added again.

In fact, when he saw Gu Li holding the placard just now, he also hesitated whether to **** it from her. After all, he wanted to take this oil painting to give it to Gu Li.

But on second thought, Gu Li's shooting and sending him are two completely different things.

Therefore, he must take the oil painting himself and give it to her to let Xiaolizi know how much he cares about her.

If Gu Li knew that Murong Si had this idea, he would have to vomit blood.

No, she's almost vomiting blood now.

22 million ah?

When her money is wind-blown?

Ahhh, she seemed to pounce on him.

"22.1 million!"

Gu Li gritted her teeth and reluctantly added 100,000.

Wuwu, all her money has been invested, and the cash flow is not much, 22.1 million is almost beyond her tolerance.

Murongsi, are you a person?

If you continue to shoot, my sister will break up with you.

Blessed by the Bodhisattva, Murong Si bit off his tongue and was speechless!

Bless the Buddha, Murong Si is broken and can't raise his hand!

Bless the Bodhisattva, Murongsi—

"25 million!"

Murongsi raised his placard again.

Gu Susu was also about to faint, so she couldn't help but kindly persuaded: "Brother Si, do you have too much money to spend? 25 million to buy Gu Li's master's painting? If you want, there is another one in my room, send it to me. You are fine."

Although it wasn't her money that was spent, she was so painful.

Murongsi curled his lips coldly, his smile not reaching his eyes: "No need!"

"you--"

A piece of kindness was poured cold water ruthlessly, Gu Susu's pretty face flushed red, and she clenched her palms tightly.

Hmph, forget it, even if you go bankrupt, it's none of my business.

The host did not expect such an oil painting to be raised to a sky-high price of 25 million yuan, and was so shocked that he could not return to his senses for a long time.

If it wasn't for the lady of manners next to him reminding him softly, he wouldn't know how long he would be stunned.

"Sorry, I was just taken aback."

He said with a smile, and then, as usual, asked: "The lady on the 29th, do you need to increase the price?"

"I……"

Gu Li was extremely struggling.

She can't get so much money...

Do you want to borrow it from brother Ting?

But 25 million is really too much.

Otherwise, let it go to Murongsi?

Anyway, as long as you can be sure that Master is okay, that's fine.

Gu Li was so relieved.

She swallowed and was about to give up, when Mo Shiting snatched the sign in her hand, "50 million!"

The man's voice was sonorous and powerful, with a decisive and domineering aura that shook the entire venue into silence.

It took a few seconds for someone to respond.

Fifty million?

wow...

Smile for Bomei people, one shot is 50 million, what a big deal!

The price has doubled from before. Mr. No. 12, shouldn't he shoot again?

Gu Susu also thought that Murong Si would not shoot again, but she did not forget that he had spent 19 million just now.

But the competitor was Mo Shiting, how could Murong Si take this breath?

Even if his family went bankrupt, he would still win against Mo Shiting!

Thinking of this, Murong Si's eyes flashed a gloomy ray, and continued: "55 million."

"100 million!"

"Brother Ting, you are crazy!"

Gu Li hurriedly grabbed Mo Shiting's sign, got up and said to the host, "I'm sorry, he called it wrong just now, we give up, we won't shoot."

"This……"

The host scratched his head and said with an embarrassed expression: "I'm sorry, ma'am, there is no right to regret this auction. The gentleman next to you has already raised his placard."

Gu Li: "...Okay, I understand, thank you."

Knowing that it is not good to violate the rules, Gu Li could only sit down.

Mo Shiting reached out and pulled her hand, but she slapped her away, "Prodigal man, don't talk to me, and don't sleep with me tonight."

Mo Shiting: "..."

Gu Li really didn't want to spend such a big price, but he finally figured it out.

People, you always have to be responsible for what you have done, woohoo.

"100 million and 1!"

Murong Si didn't give up, so he added a dollar.

The audience: "..."

Gu Susu: "???" Why is he so persistent? It's 100 million, still not giving up?

Gu Li: "!!!" Did Murong Si take the wrong medicine, or did he love Master deeply? Too shattered.

Mo Shiting pursed his lips. It seemed that he could sleep with his wife tonight.

...

As a result, there is no suspense, and the "Girl Sitting by the Lake" painted by Chuanliu was acquired by Murongsi again, and was sold at a sky-high price of 101 million yuan.

The auction was still going on, but Mo Shiting and Gu Li seemed to have no intention of staying any longer, so they quietly left the venue.

The two walked to the parking lot hand in hand.

Just as Mo Shiting was about to open the car door, he heard a disgusting voice from behind him, "Little Lizi, wait for me."

The ghost lingers!