Qi Helian had already reached Ji Anning’s side, standing behind her. To onlookers, he appeared dominantly protective of her.
The flashbulbs of the reporters, like flashing at a fashion runway, continually flickered.
Ye Chaoqiu, who had just been quarreling with Ji Anning, flashed a hint of fear in his eyes upon seeing Qi Helian, but he didn’t back down.
He looked at Qi Helian and taunted, "Mr. Qi, your taste is getting heavier and heavier. This woman is sharp-tongued and has probably been to bed with many old n. You can stomach that?"
’Slap’
Before Ye Chaoqiu could finish, a loud slap had already landed on his face.
The crowd gasped in shock, and the scene suddenly quieted.
Qi Helian shook the hand that had slapped, his devilish lips curling with a cold and chilling smile. His icy gaze swept over the still-reeling Ye Chaoqiu and turned towards Ji Chicheng, still standing at the entrance.
He raised his eyebrows at him, his bewitching face suddenly transforming.
Ji Chicheng hooked his lips, his attractive eyes gently blinked in recognition of Qi Helian’s action.
Indescribably cunning and enchanting.
Like the tip of an iceberg finally showing signs of lting, Qi Helian pretended to be flattered and stunned.
"Qi Helian, what right do you have to hit ?"
Ye Chaoqiu, having finally recovered, fiercely questioned Qi Helian.
Qi Helian rolled his eyes at him, "If I were you, I wouldn’t ask such a stupid question."
Then, he swiftly changed tack, "But I guess it’s not surprising, you are a fool, it’s understandable that you ask foolish questions."
Qi Helian straightened his suit, tilting his chin up arrogantly as he stared at the sowhat dazed Ye Chaoqiu, "Of course, I rely on being better looking than you, richer than you, higher in status than you, even my hair is thicker than yours..."
After finishing, he turned his head towards Ji Chicheng and raised his eyebrows, "Wouldn’t you agree, Mr. Ji?"
However, Ji Chicheng did not give him face, casting him a bored look before stepping towards the hall.
Ignoring everyone’s gaze and the journalists’ caras, he walked unhurriedly to the auction venue and casually took a seat in the last row.
At this mont, the auction organizer finally mustered the courage to step forward and diate, looking appeasingly at Qi Helian, "The auction is about to start, let’s all say less in the spirit of giving face."
Qi Helian ignored him, his gaze still on Ye Chaoqiu, "Ye Chaoqiu, next ti you co to such an event, find out if I will be here, otherwise I’ll cut you down every ti I see you."
After coldly warning Ye Chaoqiu, he stretched out his hand to drape it over Ji Anning’s shoulder and effortlessly turned her around, heading towards Ji Chicheng’s direction.
Ji Chicheng sat there, elegantly crossing his legs, looking down at his phone.
As they got near him, Ji Anning suddenly stopped, pushed Qi Helian away, then placed a hand on his shoulder, twisting her waist and smiling brightly at him, "Mr. Qi, thank you for stepping in to help. I don’t have plans tonight; you can call anyti."
After saying this, she seductively tossed him a flirtatious look, then turned and walked towards the front seats.
This girl!!!
He had helped her like that, and this is how she repays him...
Qi Helian looked fearfully at Ji Chicheng, sitting there; after a mont’s hesitation, he still stepped towards the row in front of Ji Chicheng.
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