CHAPTER 443: 219. ’MADAM, A YOUNG LADY HAS ARRIVED AT THE HOUSE, AND SHE’S HOLDING A BABY.

She really couldn’t respond to that.

"Next, we have jewelry donated by Mrs. Mu, starting bid: 3 million."

It wasn’t until the host said this that Mu Jin Huan turned his attention to the auction stage and for the first time that night raised his paddle, "5 million."

Nan Wan tugged on the hem of the man’s shirt, leaned over and quietly asked, "Since when did I have such eye-blinding jewelry?"

The large diamonds, under the light, seemed as if they had special effects added, and the refraction was somewhat dazzling.

It’s certainly expensive, but very gaudy.

Someone else raised a paddle, "5.5 million."

"Alright, 3.5 million, Mr. Mu, do you wish to bid again?" The host’s voice was very penetrative.

"6 million," Mu Jin Huan raised his paddle again, squeezed the woman’s hand, and answered her question in a low voice, "Liu An bought it, just brought it over to make up numbers."

His possessions wouldn’t be brought to such occasions, treated like mere commodities for others to bid on.

Nan Wan smiled slightly, muttering softly: No wonder it’s so gaudy, just like this shawl.

As she said, Mr. Mu’s taste is surely not at this level.

"6.5 million."

The one who was bidding against Mu Jin Huan was always the same man, and when the spotlight shone on him, the host’s eyes instantly brightened.

Hey! Isn’t this Su Zhengyu, who has been keeping a low profile as though he’s left the high society social circle for the past six months?

It’s not quite right to say he has fallen from grace; after all, since the Su Family moved their headquarters, they have been slowly recovering.

In such settings, it’s nothing more than a female partner donating some jewelry or collectibles she wouldn’t usually wear, and the men bidding to buy them back, with the auction proceeds donated to organizations in need, sounding far better than just donating money directly.

Tsk tsk tsk, this is jewelry donated by Mrs. Mu, and Su Zhengyu is competing with her, is he trying to stir something up?

"Mr. Su has bid 6.5 million, does Mr. Mu want to raise the bid?"

Mr. Huo, who was looking down at his phone, suddenly chuckled, the curve of his lips casual yet provocative.

Without looking at the two beside him, he maintained his disinterested demeanor, casually saying, "Seems like a green hat is about to hit my foot, why not pick it up, President Mu?"

His voice wasn’t loud, just enough to reach Nan Wan’s ears.

The faint smile on her face was somewhat hard to maintain.

Seemingly not hearing Huo Yihan’s words at all, Mu Jin Huan’s calm black eyes were serene, merely squeezing Nan Wan’s hand.

And then, without changing his expression, he raised his paddle, "8 million."

This was already nearly three times the item’s original value, but the host was a veteran, accustomed to grand scenes, showing no fear, and smiled as he looked at Su Zhengyu, "Mr. Su?"

If they can raise more funds and increase the evening’s exposure, why not do it?

Su Zhengyu didn’t raise his paddle again, his handsome face showing no sign of intentionally stirring up trouble, as if it was just his female companion who fancied this set of jewelry, leaving him no choice but to please her.

He turned his head to say something to his companion, then made a gesture of concession.

The host was a bit surprised, wow! That second-generation heir who used to disregard everyone and went to great lengths to win a girl’s heart had changed?

It seems that suffering a little loss does have its slight benefits.

The auction continued.

For some inexplicable reason, Nan Wan blurted out, "I...I never contacted him privately."

In fact, she regretted it right after saying it, wasn’t this akin to the saying ’to cover up the traces is to betray yourself’?

Mu Jin Huan hadn’t even regarded that man named Su, but hearing the woman say this, he suddenly felt like teasing her.

"No contact?" The profound black eyes took on a dangerous meaning.

His rough fingers slowly brushed over the delicate skin on the back of the woman’s hand, the light was somewhat dim, and he appeared enigmatic, "The marriage is done, the son is born, can Mrs. Mu still be thought about by him?"

Daring to be so blatant under his nose...

Mr. Mu was always a person who didn’t show his emotions, and Nan Wan couldn’t tell if he was genuinely upset or just pretending.

She slightly leaned closer, "You made the Su Family bleed heavily, he’s deliberately trying to provoke you."

Mu Jin Huan raised his hand to pull up the shawl that slipped off the woman’s shoulder, seemingly enlightened by her words, nodded in agreement, "Got it."

Pregnancy dulls the mind for three years?

Occasionally teasing Mrs. Mu was actually quite amusing.

Huo Yihan glanced at the two with a hint of a smile, then nudged Mu Jin Huan with his elbow, saying carelessly, "Nan Wan seems even more beautiful after giving birth, is it odd for a few flies to come buzzing?"

"Not strange," Mu Jin Huan’s expression remained calm, "except, I don’t believe in flies with such low standards."