Merit System: Billionaire’s Reborn Cute Wife

C921 Don't Steal from Me



C921 Don't Steal from Me

0Hearing these rumors, Lu Chengjiang's face darkened. The blue veins on his fists bulged on his knees, showing how angry the owner of the fists were.    
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"Hubby, don't let your imagination run wild. It's not like what they said!" "The formula was presented by that bitch. The Xia family arranged it to curry favor with her!"    

    

"I know!" Lu Chengjiang said with a deep voice.    

    

How could he not know!    

    

However, knowing was one thing, and listening to those people talk was another.    

    

If!    

    

He really couldn't let him live!    

    

If she had heard these discussions, of course, she would have even heard Jiang Xinyi say the words "bitch".    

    

He couldn't help but sigh. It seemed like it was impossible for his two sister-in-law to get along with him.    

    

Last time, she could understand that Jiang Xinyi had been taken out of the family. The incident had hit her hard and she couldn't keep her mouth shut, but this time she couldn't pretend not to hear it.    

    

In the future, it would be fine if the two families had nothing to do with each other. If something happened, she would definitely not help, and she would even add insult to injury.    

    

"What's wrong?" Lu Chengchuan, who was chatting with Master Lu a moment ago, seemed to have sensed something and turned to look at her.    

    

If he blinked, "I'm fine!"    

    

She would not tell him that she wanted to hurt his brother's family.    

    

She was a good person!    

    

Lu Chengchuan ruffled her hair, but he did not force her to answer.    

    

After the auctioneer finished his introduction, he explained that all of the proceeds from these auctions were spent on the Bone Cancer Foundation project and announced the official start of the auction.    

    

If an auction was a similar event, she wouldn't have much interest in the items being auctioned. Hence, she sat in her seat and browsed through the catalog in boredom.    

    

"Huh?" If he flipped to a certain page, he would be shocked by the content, "Lu Chuan, this painting was donated by you?"    

    

"Yes." Lu Chengchuan looked at the catalog in her hands and replied.    

    

Flipping another page, he saw that it was an antique jade ornament that Grandpa Lu had donated.    

    

If you carefully whisper in his ear, "These auction items... All donated by these people here? "    

    

"Mostly."    

    

If her face was a bit red, she would have come to participate without even knowing.    

    

Fortunately, she had brought Lu Chengchuan with her. Otherwise, she would lose a lot of face before she could donate!    

    

"Are we going to donate our things and take them back?" If you think about the auction process.    

    

These aristocratic families probably used this sort of roundabout way to donate money to the Foundation?    

    

"Mm, if you like something, you can do it too."    

    

If he shook his head.    

    

There was nothing lacking at home, not to mention these auction items. Perhaps most people didn't really want to donate it to the auction and wanted to show off their worth.    

    

If you looked at the items on the list that were auctioned off by five to eight doors, there was even a special mention of family heirloom at the end.    

    

This kind of aristocratic family's way of doing things... Sometimes, he was a retard.    

    

As she had expected, many of the items were just for show and were all taken back by the donors themselves. The others tactfully did not bid for the plates.    

    

Soon, it was Lu Chengchuan's turn to paint.    

    

If he was already prepared to raise the sign, he would still be faster than Master Lu, who was sitting next to Lu Chengchuan.    

    

"Five million." Master Lu raised his number plate.    

    

If: '...' What was going on?    

    

"Second daughter-in-law, be good and don't fight with me for it." After Master Lu had finished holding the plate, he softly said these words.    

    

If he was confused.    

    

"Father Shaw has been thinking about my painting for a long time. Give it to him." Lu Chengchuan ruffled his hair and explained.    

    

If he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Oh."    

    


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