C29 Chapter 29

Lian Muqing nodded and helped Xia Tinghan remove the chair. The two of them left side by side. It had to be said that the sight of two good-looking people walking together was really pleasing to the eye.

"Let's go too. We'll probably meet again."

"Aren't you going to help me remove the chair? Feng knows what both men know, right?"

Xue Aofeng looked at the person opposite him with one hand in his pocket. "Ji Siwan, you better know where you are. You're not my woman."

Ji Siwan was not angry. She rested her chin on the table with one hand and tilted her head to look at Xue Aofeng.

Xue Aofeng admitted that he was pretty good looking. His neck was very long, curved, and beautiful. The meat in front of him was quite heavy, but he did not like it.

"Then if I sleep with you, will I be your woman?"

"I didn't know that Miss Ji was so open-minded, but I'm not easy to restrain. If you follow me, I'm afraid you'll be wronged."

The two of them did not discuss the topic further, and Ji Siwan was not in a hurry either. Since she had already been rejected, there was no need for her to rush. With the relationship between the two families, sooner or later they would cross paths.

The charity banquet was very grand, and all the famous people in the city came. Of course, many people didn't know Xia Tinghan, but they knew the car of the Xia family.

The moment Xia Tinghan got out of the car and stepped onto the red carpet, reporters swarmed in, and the sound of cameras rose and fell. This was probably the most popular time Xia Tinghan had ever been.

Xia Tinghan felt helpless in his heart, but he also smiled sweetly. He had the air of an English noble, but he smiled like the little brother next door.

"Are you Chairman Xia's grandson, Xia Tinghan? I'm sorry to ask, but you rarely show up, so I'm not sure."

Xia Tinghan took a few steps forward with a smile on his face. "This sister is very beautiful. Everything you ask is right. I am Xia Tinghan. Please take care of me in the future."

Xia Tinghan politely extended his right hand. The reporter didn't know how to react. In the end, he shook Xia Tinghan's hand excitedly.

"I didn't expect you to be so friendly to the people. We have been wondering why you never appeared in public. Can you tell us?"

"Sister, you don't need to use honorifics. You can call me Little Han. Grandpa likes to call me Little Ting. That's Grandpa's exclusive title, so I'm sorry."

"No, no, no. Then is it convenient for Little Han to say?"

"Of course it's convenient. I don't have any secrets, but I have been concentrating on reading before, so I didn't show up. I didn't know it would become a mystery."

"So that's how it is. Xiao Han's birthday is coming soon, right? How are you going to celebrate your coming of age ceremony?"

"En, sister can contact me privately. Today is a charity banquet, and I still hope to host charity auctions."

"Okay, okay. Does Little Han like any auction items?"

"Of course. It's also a small contribution to charity."

Xia Tinghan's answer was straightforward. There was another movement on the other side. The reporter waved at Xia Tinghan and hurriedly ran over.

Xia Tinghan was not tall enough, so he could not see who the big shot was.

"Let's go. Grandpa is already inside. We're still late."

"It's all my fault. I'll explain it to Mr. Xia."

"Explain what? It's all to eat with me. Let's go."

"Grandpa."

"Take a seat." Xia Zhentian handed Xia Tinghan a small booklet, which was the auction item tonight.

Lian Muqing had always been ignored, but he was used to it. He had always known that Xia Zhentian looked down on him, but that didn't matter. As long as he could catch Xia Tinghan, it would be fine. Moreover, from the looks of it now, Xia Tinghan still had a good impression of him.

"Is there anything you like?"

Xia Tinghan asked casually as he sat beside Xia Zhentian.

"Yes."

Xia Zhentian was surprised. He had never seen Xia Tinghan like anything before.

"What do you like?"

"Grandpa, why are you so gossipy? The reporters just asked me."

As Xia Tinghan spoke, he pointed at a crystal cup with a smile.

"What do you want this for?"

The crystal glass he was pointing at was a red wine glass, but Xia Tinghan did not drink.

"It's a gift, and this glass has a story. It suits me."

"What story?"

"Grandpa, don't ask. I'm not going to tell you. I'll tell him when I give it to him."

Lian Muqing, who was sitting behind him, couldn't hear it clearly, but he could tell that it was a gift. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he confidently thought that this was a gift for him.

The dinner was on time at 21: 00, and the lights were on the stage. It was a beautiful, elegant hostess, the daughter of the organizers, Pappy had said.

"Good evening, everyone. I'm the host tonight, Xiao Nan. It's an honor to have all the Hundred-Year Inheritances and business elites here. I'm sure everyone has a rough idea of what's going on tonight."

"In addition to bonding, of course, the main thing is the charity auction, in which all our proceeds from tonight's auction will be donated to the remote mountains, to build schools for them, and to give the children a good education and help them out of the mountains."

"I will not say much. I thank you all for your presence this evening, and I thank the lady who donated these items, and I sincerely hope that you will be able to raise your hands."

"The first item is a pearl necklace donated by Mrs. Dong Ying, the wife of Chairman Zhang. It is said to be a symbol of their love, and they are known as a model couple. "

"You're not going to give it to me?"

"Like I said, you're not my woman."

"Where's your gentlemanly demeanor? You don't need this little bit of money."

"If you bid for it yourself, I'll pay."

"Sure, you can give it to me."

"One million."

The current bid was 650,000, but Ji Siwan directly raised it to one million.

"You won't feel the pinch, will you?"

"No."

The necklace was only worth a little more than four hundred thousand yuan, and it was only because of Elder Zhang that the price had risen to six hundred and fifty thousand yuan. Naturally, no one would follow up with Ji Siwan's million yuan.

The auctioneer called out three times and finally gave the hammer to congratulate Ji Siwan.

In the middle of the auction, there were also some famous paintings from abroad and some historical works from China.

Lian Muqing had bid once and bought a ring. Xia Tinghan knew what it meant, but he didn't stop him. The game had just begun, and he still hadn't had enough fun.

The final auction item was the crystal wine glass that Xia Tinghan had taken a fancy to. Whether it was the material or the cut, it was perfect beyond words. Xia Tinghan felt that only such a perfect piece of art was worthy of the person he was giving it to.