nycdaug Chapter 196 Who will ultimately wear the ring?
Chapter 196 Who will ultimately wear the ring?
An Ying stared blankly at her phone, unsure how to reply to Fu Chengli.
Jiang Yiru was wondering who sent the message that made An Yingbian silent.
She glanced at it and happened to see the picture of the pair of diamond rings.
Jiang Yiru asked in surprise, "Are you interested in these rings?"
An Ying snapped out of her daze, shook her head, and whispered, "No, I was just looking around."
Jiang Yiru explained, "These rings are from a collection put forward by a European royal family."
"These diamonds are a couple's set. The woman's ring weighs a full ten carats and is set with the small diamonds on the man's ring. Moreover, its cutting craftsmanship is superb, making it very valuable. It was once collected by the Queen of England."
Jiang Yiru recalled: "When I was studying in Europe, I saw this ring in a luxury goods appraisal course. It has a beautiful legend."
"It was made by a European king for his beloved queen. Despite numerous obstacles and strong opposition from the royal family, the king remained steadfast in his determination to marry her. The rings have been passed down through generations of the royal family and have become a symbol of pure love."
"The fact that it's appearing at a domestic auction shows that the organizers have put a lot of effort into this and are creating a lot of buzz."
"Even with a starting bid of five million, which is extremely expensive for a diamond ring, I estimate there will still be many people vying for it!"
An Ying listened quietly.
Many people were eager to have it, and Fu Chengli was one of them.
Qin Jinchuan spoke recklessly at the auction today.
But one thing is very true.
Children from families like theirs do not have the right to freedom of marriage and romantic relationships.
The story behind the ring is beautiful.
Pure love.
Unfortunately, a story is just a story.
That's not reality.
Even if Fu Chengli successfully bids for it, who will ultimately wear this exquisite ten-carat diamond ring...?
Perhaps, it wouldn't necessarily be An Ying.
After spending a while in the lounge, An Ying didn't really want to go back to the auction house to witness the final ownership of the diamond rings.
She accompanied Jiang Yiru to a nearby Western restaurant for dinner.
Halfway through the meal, Fu Chengli called.
His voice was deep and unfocused.
"Where are you? I rushed to the auction venue as soon as my meeting ended, but I didn't see you."
An Ying said calmly, "I'm having dinner with Jiang Yiru at a Western restaurant."
On the other end of the phone, Fu Chengli clearly sensed that An Ying was not in a good mood.
He lowered his voice and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling unwell? Does it still hurt?"
Seeing that An Ying didn't answer for a while, Fu Chengli brought the phone closer and coaxed her in a low voice, "It's my fault, baby, don't be angry."
An Ying lowered her eyes, lazily stirring the spaghetti in her plate with her fork, and gave a brief reply of two words.
"No."
She wasn't physically uncomfortable, but emotionally uncomfortable.
Fu Chengli sensed that An Ying was in a very low mood, but he didn't know why.
When are you going back to the auction?
An Ying: "I'm not going back. I want to go back to the hotel to rest."
After a long silence, Fu Chengli finally said, "Then you wait for me in the hotel room. I'll bring you a gift."
An Ying gave a faint "hmm".
She didn't care about any gifts, and didn't even want to say a word.
After hanging up the phone, Fu Chengli's face darkened, and he said to Chen Xi beside him, "Go and find out what happened to An Ying at the meeting just now."
Chen Xi replied, "Yes, Mr. Fu."
Fu Chengli's VIP room was a private box on the second floor of the auction venue.
Looking down from the second floor, everything that happens on the first floor is laid out before you, completely visible.
Fu Chengli got up and walked to the large French window, put his hands in his pockets, and leaned lazily against the windowsill.
His dark eyes swept coldly across the room, spotting a figure in the middle row on the first floor.
Qin Jinchuan.
At that moment, Qin Jinchuan also looked up at the second floor as if by some strange twist of fate.
He grinned, showing off his bright white teeth, and waved to the man on the second floor.
Hi~ Hello~
Fu Chengli looked away, pretending not to see this idiot.
A moment later, Fu Chengli's phone rang.
Qin Jinchuan's phone call.
Fu Chengli pressed the answer button.
His voice was as cold as water: "Get to the point."
Qin Jinchuan said with a grin, "Of course there's something, Young Master Fu. I just saw An Ying at the venue."
Fu Chengli: "..."
Qin Jinchuan said in a nonchalant tone, "I told her that you were going to marry Huo Ying, and her face immediately turned ugly. An Ying's temper is so strange."
Fu Chengli's expression suddenly turned cold.
His tall, slender silhouette was instantly covered with a layer of ice.