The painting of the ink-shaking no longer played on the big screen. Shui Lingyu wiped her tears, ran to the mall, and asked the person in charge about the auction.
“There are leaflets here, the time and address on it, you can go there at that time.” The person in charge gave the leaflet to Shui Lingyu.
“Thank you”
Shui Lingyu left with the leaflet.
A black luxury car was calmly parked in front of a building, An Ling, who was sitting in front of the passenger, got off and respectfully opened the rear door.
The high-end black leather shoes landed on the ground and people came down from the back seat.
The tall and straight body is tall and steady, and the momentum is not angry but powerful. Standing simply brings a strong burden to people.
Tang Hehan raised his head slightly, and his face was very clear with a sharp sword. His narrow and long eagle’s sharp black eyes looked deep in front of him, but his expression was very quiet.
Then I went into the building.
In the VIP reception room, Tang Hehan sat at the table, and the auction company opened a painting in front of him.
It’s the painting of Ink Ying
Shui Lingyu hasn’t done anything these days because she has no intention of doing anything else, and she is determined to be the painting of Ink Ying Ying that she is going to auction.
She didn’t want to wait until the day of the auction to be bought, and it would be even more difficult to get the painting back.
So, after thinking about it, she went to the auction company first.
After taking a taxi, I stopped in front of the building. Shui Lingyu got out of the car and looked at the side unconsciously. There was a black car parked.
The high-end car, with black all over the body, looks mysterious and noble.
Shui Lingyu looked at the license plate, it was not a local car.
Then she didn’t take a look, then withdrew her gaze and headed into the building.
As soon as I entered the gate, I saw the elevator door that was about to be closed from a distance.
Shui Lingyu hurriedly ran forward.