Chapter 263: 0263 Should I admire your courage? Chapter 263: 0263 Should I admire your courage? Su Ran sat in her seat, her head bowed as she flipped through the list of items up for auction tonight.
The first row was already eye-catching, particularly now with the three of them seated at the very edge on the left—ostentatious yet understated.
To Su Ran’s right was Yun Feng and to her left was Ye Zhichen; her expression was indifferent as if she wasn’t particularly interested.
“See anything you like? I’ll bid for you later,”
Seeing her stare at the list of items, Yun Feng glanced over as well and casually spoke up.
Su Ran turned her head to look at him and shook her head.
“Why don’t you bid for ? I am your boss, after all.”
Ye Zhichen glared at Yun Feng, fixing him with a stare.
Yun Feng sat leisurely in his seat, his handso features compelling.
“You’re out of money?”
Ye Zhichen set down her list of items and raised an eyebrow.
“No, all my money has been spent on you, Boss,”
Yun Feng’s deep eyes swept over her indifferently, his expression very calm.
“Then you really are quite poor,”
Ye Zhichen gritted her teeth and then heard him continue,
“Poor and yet you dare to attend a charity event; should I admire your courage?”
“You…”
Ye Zhichen seethed as she watched him.
Su Ran sat in her seat, sighing sowhat helplessly.
These two always acted like children.
“Alright, you’re both adults!”
Yun Feng raised his eyebrows but didn’t retort.
“Zhichen, see anything you like? I’ll bid for it later for you,”
Ye Zhichen cast a sowhat challenging glance at Yun Feng, then her gaze fell on Su Ran’s face, and she smiled.
“No need, I have money,”
Su Ran was aware of Zisu’s situation and didn’t say anything more.
Almost simultaneously, a wave of exclamations suddenly erupted from the crowd.
“My God, is that…?”
“Oh my… who is that?!”
Su Ran looked up.
Fu Qiyuan was dressed in a light-colored casual suit, his form erect, and his legs under the suit pants were long and excessively ascetic.
His features were strikingly handso, ticulously well-crafted and very refined, his eyebrows and eyes deep and cool, sowhat languid, and his light-colored pupils conveyed an alienating distance, his deanor cold.
He indifferently watched the scene before him, his face showing little warmth, casually adjusted his cuff, and the obsidian cufflinks glinted brilliantly under the lighting.
Organizers and several individuals who clearly held high status followed behind him, their faces showing a careful and ingratiating attitude, fearful of inadvertently angering this eminent figure.
Upon seeing Fu Qiyuan, Su Ran’s eyes flickered slightly.
She distinctly rembered he was in the super VIP room on the second floor; why had he co down?
The event organizer walked alongside Fu Qiyuan, his face troubled.
He couldn’t understand why, after they had specially prepared a top-tier box for President Fu, instead of staying in the box, he had co to the main hall.
Fu Qiyuan, surrounded by a group of people, caused quite a stir.
Su Xinyan’s gaze focused on Fu Qiyuan, looking sowhat dazed, her face expressionless.
Their seating was sowhat distant from the front row, but that life-upturning profile was still sharply captured.
Who was he?
How had she never seen this man before?
Aside from the respectful deanor of the organizers, just by the innate nobility and imposing aura that no one else could match, it was clear he was no ordinary individual.
His steps were asured and steady, perating a compelling sense of power that captivated the soul.
Expressionless, his majestic aura rippled outwards.
“This is my first ti seeing such a breathtakingly handso man; his looks simply outshine everyone in the entertainnt industry.”
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