In a spacious, bright, and magnificent private auction venue in New York, some expensive calligraphy and paintings were being auctioned.
Rich people dressed in luxurious clothes drank expensive red wine while leisurely bidding.
"The next artwork is from the famous artist, Lu Fenqi's work, The Smirking Girl. The starting price is 250,000 dollars." An auctioneer was making an introduction on stage.
" 300,000 dollars." A gentlemanly European man held a glass of red wine and gestured elegantly.
" 350,000 dollars!" A middle-aged woman with golden hair and a voluptuous figure bid.
" 400,000 dollars." The gentleman continued to raise the price.
" 450,000 beauties!" The middle-aged woman didn't give in at all, as if she was determined to get it.
" 700,000 dollars." Suddenly, a pleasant female voice came from the entrance of the hall. It sounded like a bell.
A beautiful Chinese woman in her late twenties, dressed in gorgeous clothes and a red top hat, walked into the venue. Behind her were two well-dressed foreign assistants. She was like a proud queen, and her aura was disdainful of any rich and powerful people present.
" 750,000 USD."
The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth. This was already the highest price she could accept. It was like dancing a ballet with her feet up.
" One million USD."
The beautiful woman directly raised the price to a height that no one could accept.
There were no more bids. It was not that they could not afford it, but they felt that this painting was not worth that much.
"One million going once, one million going twice, one million going thrice.”
The auctioneer knocked the gavel.
"Congratulations to this beautiful lady for winning this piece of work.”
Ten minutes later, the middle-aged woman found the beautiful woman in a fluster.
"Why did you snatch this painting from me? You have to know that it's my father's work. I have to buy it back and give it to him as a gift.”
"Is that so? As far as I know, your father is about to die. Once he dies, this painting will cost more than a million dollars. I'm afraid it will cost at least several times more. Mrs. Ruth? "Don't tell me that you want to buy back this painting just to keep it as a memento," the beautiful woman glanced at Ruth and said coldly in perfect English.
"How…how did you know?" The beautiful woman was stunned.
"Your lover Brian told me. I gave him 50,000 dollars and he told me everything.“
"No, impossible!" The beautiful woman was shocked.
The beautiful woman ignored her. She said coldly and turned to leave in disdain. When she reached the door, she stopped.
He turned around and said in Chinese,""Look at you, you still want to fight with me? Hmph.”
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the auction hall quickly. With a wave of his sleeve, he did not take away a single cloud.
" Sh * t, bad woman!" The middle-aged woman cursed as she watched the beautiful figure leave coldly.
" Mrs. Liang Anqi, I've already arranged your flight back to China," a foreign assistant reported to the beautiful woman respectfully.
"The weather in New York is really boring. I wonder how China is doing now!" The woman mumbled in Chinese.
This beautiful woman was Liang Anqi, the only legal heir to Haotian Group's billions of assets. She was 27 years old.
Liang Anqi's grandparents had passed away long ago. Her parents had also died in a car accident when she was young. After she was 12 years old, she no longer had any immediate family members. She inherited the huge family fortune alone and carried it forward.
When Liang Anqi was 22 years old, she married an overseas Chinese named Edward. Her husband, Edward, was currently managing a hot spring resort worth more than one billion yuan in China's South Sea Fishing Village.
The reason why Edward didn't want to stay in America with Liang Anqi was because after marriage, he realized that the woman he had worked so hard to woo was actually unruly, hot-tempered, unreasonable, and extremely cold, selfish, and domineering.
How crafty was he? She had to control everything from the placement of the furniture to the eating habits, lifestyle habits, and even the smallest etiquette, dressing, and every move. If she felt that she was not pleasing to the eye, she would lose her temper at any time. Who could stand this? She was really a bad woman.
Edward, the bootlicker, couldn't stand it no matter how much he tried. To put it bluntly, although he admired Lina, what he valued more was the billions of assets behind her.
Therefore, half a year ago, he took the opportunity to return to Huaxia to manage the Nanhai Hot Spring Resort. He did not want to see this woman. Out of sight, out of mind.
Edward was tall and burly with curly hair. He looked mature and steady, and he wore an earring on one ear. With a glance, one could tell that he was a company executive. However, he knew very well that he was actually a bitter bootlicker, and he had to continue being a bootlicker because all his assets were now under Lina's name unless she died.
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At this time, Edward was playing golf leisurely with the general manager, Li Degu, at the golf course of the resort, living a comfortable life.
The sun, the grass, and the sand dunes were all very pleasant, but he didn't expect Liang Anqi to be preparing to return to the country. His nightmare was about to arrive.
"President Li, how long have we been here? Edward asked as he aimed with his cue stick.
"More than six months."
"So fast?"
"The first phase of the villa complex has already been completed. You keep saying that the villas still need to be greened and repaired, and you refuse to return to America.”
"Isn't it good to quietly enjoy the comfortable and stable days now?" Edward said as he swung his golf club hard.
He hit the high ball with a whoosh.
"Hoho, birdie, awesome!"Chairman!" Li Degu flattered excitedly.
After playing golf, Edward whistled as he leisurely returned to his villa in the resort. Villa No. 1 in the resort's villa area was his.
The 2000 square meter villa was luxurious and bright. The marble granite floor, Persian carpet, and expensive mahogany furniture highlighted the noble status of the owner. It was decorated according to his own style.
And now, he was the only one living here. He was free and at ease. What a pleasant thing!
Edward walked to the wine rack in the living room and poured a glass of Martini red wine. He put his hand in his pocket and leisurely walked to the sofa beside the coffee table and sat down.
"These days are too comfortable. Without that woman by my side, it's really as comfortable as a god! Edward sipped his red wine and crossed his legs. This is life.
There was a glass basin on the coffee table, and in it was his favorite pet, a green-haired turtle. He named the green-haired turtle Kuba. This kind of green-haired turtle was very beautiful, but there was a downside. It would die immediately if it left the water.
"Hehe, dear Kuba, come and eat more meat. "Edward took out two lumps of meat from the jar and threw them to Cooper.
"Meow…"
Suddenly, a familiar meow came from the room. Edward was stunned for a moment and looked up.
"No…it can't be." He muttered to himself as he stood up and slowly walked into the house.
Edward followed the cat's meowing into the bedroom and saw a pile of suitcases on the bed. On the suitcases was an expensive but fierce-looking white female pet cat.
"Chris, why are you here?" Edward looked at the white-haired head on the suitcase and his heart thumped.
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