Forbidden Game: Ruthless CEO, Please Set Me Free-Chapter 815 - 823: Return (13)
Qiao Mo smiled flirtatiously, "Do you find it nice?"
"I don’t like it," he replied bluntly.
"If you don’t like it, forget it. Someone else will," she said.
As she walked past him, he pulled her back, "Don’t wander around, there are many bad people."
Qiao Mo scrutinized him; she thought after she stood him up, he would be upset, but he seemed unaffected.
Qiao Mo smirked without warmth, "Is there anyone worse than you in this world?"
His breath hitched slightly as he calmly replied, "They’re not the same as me."
"How are they different?"
He stared at her silently, and after a long pause, he spoke softly, "They’re not as much in love with you as I am."
Qiao Mo was momentarily stunned and then burst into laughter as if she’d heard a hilarious joke, "Hahaha... Mr. Fu, you are truly amusing... telling me such an entertaining joke!"
Her laughter was so crisp and cheerful that many people around couldn’t help but look over.
Fu Nancheng stood silent and unmoving, watching her laugh wildly with an expressionless face.
He neither explained nor refuted her.
Many around her started whispering as they recognized Qiao Mo.
"Isn’t that Qiao Mo..."
"Wasn’t she supposed to be dead?"
"What’s going on here?"
Ignoring their whispers, Qiao Mo stopped laughing and looked up at Fu Nancheng, speaking softly, "Is it true, what you said, that you love me?"
"Yes," he replied calmly, looking at her.
"My company is having some problems with the government over the location. They haven’t given approval. Could you maybe talk to them for me?"
"Sure."
Qiao Mo flashed a smile, "Then it’s settled."
...
Before long, the auction commenced.
The charity gala was held in collaboration with an internationally renowned jewelry brand, which promised that two-thirds of the auction prices would be donated to charitable causes.
Qiao Mo sat next to Fu Nancheng, focusing intently on the stage, recalling his words from earlier, feeling an unbidden pang of bitterness.
"Our first auction item is a seven-carat diamond from South Africa..."
As the host enthusiastically introduced the first auction item, Qiao Mo maintained an elegant demeanor, as if the man beside her was nonexistent.
While she was absorbed in the stage, Fu Nancheng’s gaze never left her face for even a moment.
Twenty minutes later, the fifth item was brought on stage.
Displayed on ultra-clear electronic screens behind the host was a translucent jade bracelet, flawless, almost shedding droplets under the lights.
Seeing interest spark in her eyes, Fu Nancheng finally shifted his gaze to the stage.
"Our number 7 has bid one million, any higher bids?"
"Five million! Number 16 bids five million!"
"Seven million! Number 20 bids seven million! Any further bids?"
Fu Nancheng raised his number plate, "Twenty million."
"Alright! Number 1 bids twenty million, any other bids at twenty million? Twenty million going once..."
Once Fu Nancheng raised his bid, no one else dared to raise theirs.
Twenty million, while significant, wasn’t a huge amount for these bidders, so it was unusual for no one to contest.
The issue was that Fu Nancheng was the bidder, and no one wanted to oppose him.
"Twenty million going twice..."
Qiao Mo remarked casually, "I never expected Mr. Fu to have an interest in women’s jewelry."
His lips parted slightly, "I’m buying it for Mrs. Fu."
