CHAPTER 434: CHAPTER 434: I DON’T WANT IT! NO, YOU HAVE TO

After dinner, it was time for the Commerce Association’s auction.

The auction was held in the Commerce Association, and Sister Xian took Pei Shu’er around to have a look, then explained the rules to her.

Almost all the wealthy people of Jingzhou, as well as those officials, were gathered here.

There were no idle people, making the event very streamlined.

However, each item up for auction was priceless, which is why so many people joined the Jingzhou Chamber of Commerce.

Moreover, private rooms were even set up in the auction hall, where one could choose to have a room with masks or veils provided.

After all, such precious items might attract unwanted attention.

This was convenient for Pei Shu’er.

The auction started with some gold and silver jewelry, but these weren’t particularly interesting to Pei Shu’er.

However, Tang Zan’s eyes lit up when he saw a mutton fat jade bracelet.

"Pei Shu’er, do you want it?"

The bracelet was milk-white all over, without a trace of impurity; its quality was evident at a glance, making it pleasing to the eye.

But Pei Shu’er remembered she was here for the Thousand-year-old Ganoderma. No matter how much she liked these pieces of jewelry, she didn’t plan to buy them.

Pei Shu’er shook her head, "I don’t want it."

Nevertheless, Tang Zan’s eyes glinted with a special light.

"No, you must have this."

The vice president said, "Starting bid, 50 taels of silver."

Tang Zan said, "100 taels."

Soon someone bid other prices, but in the end, Tang Zan won the mutton fat jade bracelet for two hundred taels of silver.

Pei Shu’er called Tang Zan a spendthrift.

With those two hundred taels of silver, how much grain could be bought!

Once Tang Zan got the bracelet, he immediately brought it in front of Pei Shu’er, opening it to show her.

His lips held a tender smile, even his tone was gentler than usual.

"This is a bracelet passed down in our Tang Family, meant for the daughter-in-law. I’ve been with you for so long and have never given you a decent gift. This bracelet is what you deserve."

Along the way, if it weren’t for Pei Shu’er, the Tang Family would have long perished, let alone reached the place of exile.

Perhaps, he might have been eaten by wolves at the beginning of the exile.

Pei Shu’er was a bit stunned. Ever since Tang Zan left the exile, he would occasionally send her some jewelry, all of them exquisite.

And yet he still felt he hadn’t given her anything decent?

She saw an inconspicuous "Tang" character on the inside of the bracelet.

Tang Zan said, "Originally, my grandmother passed this to my mother. Even if she had always despised my mother, my mother was still the head mistress of the Tang Family."

At this point, Tang Zan’s dark eyes filled with tenderness as he looked at Pei Shu’er.

"Now that I’m giving this bracelet to you, you are the head mistress of the Tang Family."

After speaking, he slipped the bracelet onto Pei Shu’er’s wrist; it felt a bit cool to the touch.

After wearing it, against Pei Shu’er’s fair skin, it made her appear even fairer.

Her skin was somehow more delicate than the mutton fat jade bracelet by three degrees.

She fiddled with the bracelet a bit, feeling that what she had put on wasn’t merely a bracelet.

But a deeper entanglement with Tang Zan’s fate.

The bond between them was also deepening.

The two intertwined, eventually merging into one.

Within you there is me, and within me there is you; isn’t that a lifetime together?

Thinking of this, Pei Shu’er felt a slight warmth in her heart.

In fact, having such a person to accompany you for a lifetime is also quite good.

The jewelry that followed was also exquisite, but neither of them seemed very interested.

In this private room, it was just Pei Shu’er and Tang Zan. Tang Zan, as if holding a child, had Pei Shu’er sitting on his lap.

Clearly, she had grown taller, with a more statuesque feminine build.

Yet with Tang Zan, she was still petite and delicate.

It was simply because Tang Zan was too tall.

His body proportions were also too good.

Pei Shu’er found a comfortable position in his embrace, naturally leaning against him.

With the other hand, she was holding a handful of sunflower seeds, cracking them.

Tang Zan chuckled softly, as Pei Shu’er leaned against his chest, she could clearly feel the vibrations, making her heart tingle.

Pei Shu’er smiled, "What are you doing?"

Tang Zan curled his lips, his magnetic voice invading Pei Shu’er’s eardrums.

"Mr. Pei."

Pei Shu’er feigned anger, "Are you insinuating something?"

Tang Zan smiled, "No, I’m stating it plainly."

Pei Shu’er raised an eyebrow, "Should I get down, then?"

Tang Zan held her waist and pressed her back down.

"Sit here nicely, alright? Am I unable to handle even your small frame?"

Pei Shu’er sneered, her raised eyebrow carried a touch of smugness.

"That’s because you haven’t experienced my eighteen martial arts, otherwise I could make you cry."

Tang Zan raised an eyebrow, his warm hand gained a bit of heat.

"Oh? Let me try then?"

Pei Shu’er felt something was off, their conversation seemed more and more sidetracked.

As she guessed, Tang Zan soon sealed her lips, raising the temperature in the private room several degrees.

Pei Shu’er kept retreating, but Tang Zan captured her lips, pressing forward.

In the end, she lightly bit Tang Zan, not daring to use force.

Couldn’t bring herself to.

This bite seemed to trigger some strange switch in Tang Zan, making him pursue even more intensely.

In the end, Pei Shu’er had to pull back because of a lack of oxygen, tears appearing at the corners of her eyes.

Only then did Tang Zan reluctantly release her.

He raised an eyebrow, leaned closer to Pei Shu’er’s ear, and with that hoarse, magnetic voice that seemed to want to melt her, he spoke.

"Pei Shu’er, come, make me cry."

Pei Shu’er was about to cry, grabbing a handful of sunflower seeds and stuffing them into his hand, her peach-blossom eyes still brimming with tears.

"Mr. Tang, let’s just enjoy the sunflower seeds."

She swore she wouldn’t boast again.

Tang Zan’s eyes showed a trace of disappointment.

"Actually, I was really looking forward to crying."

Pausing, Tang Zan gently bit Pei Shu’er’s ear.

That magnetic voice was like countless little bugs crawling into her ears.

"Cry with joy."

Pei Shu’er covered her ears.

Stop, stop.

Listen to yourself, are you even speaking human words?

Do you have any awareness of being the main villain?

Aren’t you pursuing your career anymore?

Why do you only think about eighteen martial arts, seventy-two poses all day?

Moreover, she felt that if she continued the conversation, it wasn’t impossible for Tang Zan to actually be in the mood to do something to her right here.

As everyone knows, villains have very weak moral compasses.

Maybe Tang Zan would even find it stimulating.

Stop, stop.

She neither listened nor replied.

Tang Zan shook his head with a smile, lifted his right hand to pull Pei Shu’er back into his arms as she was about to slip off his lap.

Then he naturally started cracking sunflower seeds.

In the other private rooms.

"One hundred taels."

"Two hundred taels."

Meanwhile, in this private room.

Crunch, crunch.

Crunch, crunch.

Interspersed with Pei Shu’er and Tang Zan’s voices of discussion.

"This isn’t good."

"Don’t want this."

"Why hasn’t the Thousand-year-old Ganoderma appeared yet?"