Chapter 137: Xuantian Auction House

Xiao Tianyi was looking at the person in front of him with an unpredictable expression. Yun Qianxue's expression was indescribably ugly, not far away, her fingers clenched, why everyone seemed to be attracted by Yun Qianyu.
Xiao Jiuyuan was like this. Not only could he tolerate that woman standing by his side, but he could also speak to that woman calmly.
Now the prince seems to be paying more and more attention to that woman Yun Qianyu.
No, this is not a good phenomenon, and why did that woman come to the auction house today?
Yun Qianxue thought quickly, and then thought of Yun Qianyu’s face, Yun Qianxue’s face immediately changed color, could it be said that the woman came to Xuantian auction house to take a picture of a cure for her face, such as if there is a beauty pill If the medicine is used, the woman’s face will not be healed.
This woman has a bad face, so she recruits people now, as if her face is good.
Yun Qianxue only feels a little chilly, others don't know, but she knows that the little Yun Qianyu has a good look.
In the past, because she was too cowardly, she rarely raised her head in front of people. No one noticed this. Now she is attractive, as if she deserves that face.
Yun Qianxue's face turned green, so she couldn't let Yun Qianxue take pictures of the beauty pill.
Yun Qianxue thought, suddenly sobbing softly.
Xiao Tianyi immediately woke up, and quickly turned around and looked at him, and saw Yun Qianxue looking at him sadly. She didn't say anything, bit her lip, her eyes red, and she was extremely aggrieved.
Xiao Tianyi immediately felt guilty, how could he look at Yun Qianyu but forgot about Xueer, Xueer is today's sufferer.
Xiao Tianyi walked over, reached out and held Yun Qianxue's hand, and said softly: "Xue'er, let's go, this king will definitely help you wash away these stigma."
"Thank you, Brother Tian Yi."
Yun Qianxue talked to Xiao Tianyi softly, and the two talked all the way inside.
Yan Qingfeng, who was behind, couldn't help but snorted coldly: "This woman can really pretend, why can't my cousin see it."
When Yan Qingfeng finished speaking, Yan Jinghong on one side glared at her and warned: "Feng'er, be polite to Miss Yuner in the future. If her cousin really marries her, she will be one by one in the future."
Before Yan Jinghong finished speaking, Yan Qingfeng waved his hand angrily and left: "Let's talk about it when she becomes a cousin."
It is impossible for her to call Yun Qianxue's cousin.
The venue in Xuantian Auction House is very large. There are two floors. The first floor is a huge space. In front of it is a semicircular white jade platform. There is a high platform in the middle of the white jade platform. This is the auction host. The place where the teacher introduces the products and displays them.
Under the high platform, there are a lot of seats. There are chairs and tables. This is a place for guests to sit. Of course, the auction house also provides tea and cakes. Of course, the guest can choose to order or not, because these tea and desserts It is for money.
But the average customer will order something, and the people who come to take photos are not poor ghosts, and poor people cannot come in.
In addition to the ordinary location on the first floor, there are many VIP rooms on the second floor. The VIP rooms are designed in a semi-circular position. Except for the warehouse above the high school, the rest of the places are private rooms. Facing the high platform, see the situation of the high platform clearly.
However, the auction house was unable to book private rooms on that day. All the private rooms were scheduled before the auction, and many of them were even regular customers.