Chapitre 242: Stop mentioning me, I'm not Doraemon

The auction wouldn't stop with Ling Qingyu's thought. It continued as usual, unveiling numerous kinds of collectible items. 

Ling Qingyu quickly lost interest, none of the later items had a deep heritage. Nonetheless, a portion of bootlickers remained chanting prices given their energy. If not to give face to Shen family, she wouldn't come here at all. 

After all, refusing Mr. Shen's personal invitation, though wouldn't bring any trouble, Ling Qingyu disliked doing such a stupid act.

She and Yang Qingyue spoke, their faces close together, unrelated topics. Ling Qingyu felt their intimacy was increasing dramatically.

Based on this factor, she didn't suffer a loss, coming here in boredom. When Yang Qingyu couldn't hear, Ling Qingyu simply moved her mouth to the young policewoman's ears and whispered to his favorite. 

"How are you going to pay back?" Yang Qingyu asked out of nowhere.

"Payback what?" Ling Qingyu was puzzled.