"Really?" His voice wasn’t loud, tinged with amusent, yet inexplicably made people hesitate to offend.
The entire banquet hall instantly fell silent, not a sound could be heard.
Everyone’s eyes fell on Fu Nancheng, and Qiao Yin involuntarily froze, inexplicably giving rise to a bad premonition, "You... you..."
The man slowly parted his thin lips, speaking gradually, "Seems I forgot to ntion, I am Fu Nancheng."
One sentence, neither rushed nor slow, successfully changed countless people’s expressions.
Qiao Yin instinctively took a few steps back, only feeling that those dark and vulture-like eyes were unfathomable, cold and devoid of any emotion.
"Wha... what?"
"How could it... how could it be!"
Qiao Yin’s gaze beca sowhat dazed, her beautiful eyes wide open, looking at the man in front of her in disbelief.
He is Fu Nancheng... he actually said he is Fu Nancheng!
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"Impossible! Impossible! How could Fu Nancheng be so young? How could... you look like this!"
"Fu Nancheng is clearly an old man! Clearly an old and ugly pervert, you’re talking nonsense! Who exactly are you? How dare you impersonate Mr. Fu!"
At this mont, Qiao Yin was already sowhat incoherent.
She simply couldn’t believe, how could Fu Nancheng be such a marvelous man?
Fu Nancheng simply looked at her coldly, without a word of explanation.
And just then, the manager of the auction house hurriedly walked to his side with a docunt, slightly bent over, and handed the docunt with both hands: "Mr. Fu, this is the property certificate for the Qiao family villa, the villa has already been transferred to your na, all procedures are fully ready."
Fu Nancheng took the docunt and directly tossed it to Qiao Mo.
Qiao Mo instinctively caught it, lowered her head to look, and found that what was in her hand was none other than a series of property certificates for the Qiao family villa...
However, at this mont, the na on the certificate had already changed to Fu Nancheng.
Was the Qiao family villa really auctioned off today too?
But she clearly hadn’t seen it, could it have been during the ti she went to the bathroom?
And him... why did he do this?
Qiao Mo hadn’t yet co to her senses, but Qiao Yin was beside her, her eyes turning red as she angrily yelled at the manager, "You’re lying! They clearly weren’t at the auction venue! They obviously sneaked in! How could the villa possibly have been bought by them!"
The manager looked at Qiao Yin and said warmly, "This lady may not know, the auction house has many private rooms upstairs, specially provided for guests with esteed status."
Qiao Yin’s face turned a hideous shade of purple, staring fiercely at Qiao Mo, her whole pretty face nearly twisted!
He is Fu Nancheng!
He really is Fu Nancheng!
The man rumored to be old and ugly turned out to be such an strikingly handso man!
Qiao Yin regretted so much that her guts were tied in knots.
She actually sent Qiao Mo to the bed of such a man.
She suddenly rembered that day, Qiao Mo once said to her: I ought to thank sister, if not for sister, I wouldn’t have gotten on Mr. Fu’s bed in this lifeti.
At the ti she just thought Qiao Mo was bluffing, unexpectedly... unexpectedly what she said turned out to be true!
At this mont, Qiao Yin regretted so much she wished she could slap herself twice.
If only... if only she had known he was Fu Nancheng!
Would she... would she have sent Qiao Mo there?
Qiao Yin hated it extrely.
Hated those unreliable rumors.
Hated herself even more!
If, back then, she had gone to see Fu Nancheng instead of Qiao Mo, then the woman he stood by and defended now would have been her!
Zhao Hongxia, who had been silent all along, finally grasped the gist, and shrieked fiercely, "What? What villa! The Qiao family villa is ours!"
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