Volume One, Chapter Seven: The Auction Gathering

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Han Zhou’s face darkened, grinding his teeth in fury. “I’m so worried about her, and she’s out there living it up like nothing’s wrong!”
“Brother Han Zhou, Tang Xing has always been headstrong. Don’t take it to heart.”
Han Zhou was like a wild beast driven mad with anger, while Su Wanyue gently soothed him.
The fire in Han Zhou’s eyes blazed fiercely.
“Tang Xing, how dare you play me! When you come back, we’re getting a divorce!”
An angry voice message landed on my WeChat.
As usual, I didn’t reply at all.
Han Zhou sneered coldly, “Big brother, you saw it yourself! Tang Xing is deliberately ignoring me, it’s not that I don’t want to bring her home!”
I forced a bitter smile.
If he wanted to, with his influence, he could have found out in under a minute that I hadn’t left the city.
But he never doubted a word Su Wanyue said.
In his eyes, I was always the one at fault.
Fu Tingxiao sneered, “You really think that?”
Han Zhou looked at him, puzzled.
Fu Tingxiao dropped a line: “Pig brain isn’t worthy of talking to me.”
Han Zhou’s face darkened further, as black as coal.
I blinked, thinking my big brother had a point.
I murmured to myself—Han Zhou really is a pig brain.
Suddenly, Fu Tingxiao’s gaze snapped toward me, shock and disbelief flashing in his eyes.
“Tang Xing?”
I was stunned!
Could it be that Fu Tingxiao could see me?
I was both surprised and thrilled!
“Big brother! It’s me, Tang Xing. Can you see me?”
This time, Fu Tingxiao didn’t hear my voice but massaged his tired brow.
Behind him stood two tall bodyguards, one with red hair, the other with white, both in their twenties.
Each over six feet tall, their bodies muscular.
“Ah Da, check Tang Xing’s location.”
The red-haired man nodded and silently passed through the space where my soul was.
I was overjoyed!
I wondered if the location could still find my body—five days had passed. If the body hadn’t been disposed of and the phone was still on, maybe they could find me.
The silver-haired man supported Fu Tingxiao, a trace of worry flashing across his cold face. “Master Fu, you haven’t slept for three days and nights because of Miss Tang. Are you really going to auction off the Ocean Heart now?”
Fu Tingxiao’s eyes gleamed with determination. “Let it begin.”
The Ocean Heart—that was the only piece of jewelry I had ever sold when I first started, designed and crafted entirely by me.

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But why had my big brother stayed awake three days and nights for me?
Was I really that important to him?
My soul instinctively wanted to follow him.
Han Zhou’s figure walked away, and my soul was pulled back again.
I could only stay near Han Zhou, watching him bid for the Ocean Heart inside the hall.
Su Wanyue said, “Brother Han Zhou, are you really going to buy the Ocean Heart and give it to me as a birthday present?”
Han Zhou’s face softened with tenderness. “When have I ever lied? This is the only piece of jewelry you designed yourself—it’s very meaningful.”
Su Wanyue had completely adapted to the identity of Master Xingyue, treating herself as me and rightfully enjoying everything belonging to Master Xingyue, including the Ocean Heart.
“President Fu and his girlfriend Su Wanyue! Are they really going to buy the Ocean Heart?”
“I heard the Ocean Heart is the only piece personally made by Master Xingyue. It must be very valuable! President Fu really spoils his girlfriend!”
Su Wanyue’s smile was coquettish and shy.
Ha.
I laughed bitterly—girlfriend?
If only everyone knew Su Wanyue was the homewrecker. That would be something.
“Brother Han Zhou is starting!” Su Wanyue tugged at Han Zhou’s sleeve.
“Five million! I want the Ocean Heart!”
All eyes turned to Han Zhou, and the wealthy ladies present cast envious, jealous, and hateful looks at Su Wanyue.
Her vanity felt greatly satisfied.
At that moment, a deep, melodious voice froze her smile.
“Thirty million!”
Hiss—
Everyone gasped in surprise!
They all turned toward the VIP room, but the bidder’s face wasn’t revealed.
Thirty million—what a bold bid!
Where others started at millions, this was ten times more, crushing Han Zhou utterly.
Han Zhou’s face darkened.
He clenched his fists.
“Forty million!”
All eyes locked on Han Zhou immediately!
Each cheer drowned out the last.
“President Fu really treats his girlfriend well!”
“If only I could marry President Fu, I’d die happy.”
Han Zhou, sensing everyone’s attention back on him, regained control of the auction.
He had an expert valuation done—the Ocean Heart wouldn’t be worth more than fifty million.

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Forty million was the ceiling.
Yet, with one sentence, he was slapped down.
From the VIP room upstairs came that deep, melodious voice again: “Two hundred million!”
Hiss—
That single bid made the entire room draw a sharp breath!
My soul wasn’t far from the voice, and through the wall, I saw the bidder was none other than my big brother—Fu Tingxiao.
Su Wanyue looked at Han Zhou expectantly.
Han Zhou’s expression darkened, his face sour, fists clenched tight.
He muttered, “I only brought forty million.”
The light in Su Wanyue’s eyes instantly died.
But she was good at offering emotional support: “It’s okay, Brother Han Zhou. In Wanyue’s heart, you’re the most amazing man in the world.”
With that innocent look, Han Zhou’s heart stirred, and he bent down to kiss her passionately.
Grabbing her waist, he whispered, “Tonight, let’s try out the balcony…”
Su Wanyue blushed coyly, punching his chest with her small fists. “You’re so mean~”
I stood beside them, utterly disgusted.
Han Zhou didn’t forget to flaunt himself by sending me a WeChat message: [Tang Xing, since you won’t let me touch you, there are plenty of women waiting to be with me!]
I frowned deeply, feeling sickened.
What a rotten egg he was—I found him filthy enough already.
At that moment, Fu Tingxiao came downstairs.
Han Zhou blocked him, face dark. “Big brother, the family won’t use company funds to pay for this!”
Fu Tingxiao got into his car, looking down on him. “A mere two hundred million—I don’t even care about that.”
Though Han Zhou was CEO, his annual salary was limited, while Fu Tingxiao had long left the Fu Group to build his own business empire.
Not to mention one Fu Group, even ten of them wouldn’t be worth his attention.
“Big brother, why do you have to compete with me for everything?”
A flicker of cruelty flashed in Fu Tingxiao’s eyes as he smiled coldly: “Han Zhou, are you even worthy to be my opponent? Since you don’t know how to cherish it, I’ll take back everything that belongs to me—the Fu family fortune and her!”
That hit Han Zhou right in the heart.
He was like a cornered cat, moody and irritable.
Su Wanyue tried to comfort him: “Brother Han Zhou, what’s wrong?”
Han Zhou said darkly, “She’s mine, and I’m hers! No one will take her away from me!”
Su Wanyue thought he meant her and nestled into his arms, blushing deeply.
“Brother Han Zhou, I’m yours! Whatever you want to do to me, I’m willing!”