護花近衛 - 第1277章 唯有認命 - 翰墨軒

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Chapter 1277 — Nothing to Do but Accept His Fate - Shen Yushu Thought No One Would Bid Eight Hundred Thousand, and It Had Been a Perfectly Good Plan, Yet Uncle Chu Had Gone and Ruined It, and There Was Nothing She Could Do About It. She Could Hardly Have Feng Xiaoxiao Send a Hint by Text Too, Could She? Besides, Uncle Chu Had Already Bid, So Another Hint Would Be Useless. As It Stood, It Was An Liwen Who Had Not Yet Raised His Bid!

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"One million!" Just when Shen Yushu thought all was lost, An Liwen leaped up and bid again!

Shen Yushu was beside herself with joy. "Wow, so there really is a big spender after all—one million! Sister Yaoyao's first kiss, already worth one million! Will anyone go higher? I doubt it! One million going once, one million going twice, one million going three times... sold! Congratulations to An Liwen on winning Sister Yaoyao's first kiss!"

Shen Yushu could not wait to bring down the hammer, as though she were bent on selling Gu Mengyao's first kiss to An Liwen and no one else!

Seeing how desperately Shen Yushu wanted him to win Gu Mengyao's first kiss, An Liwen was overjoyed! Even Gu Mengyao's best friend was helping him like this—his pursuit of the young lady was a sure thing now! It seemed Shen Yushu had come around and meant to push Gu Mengyao his way!

Wahaha! An Liwen was thrilled beyond words. He could feel it: Shen Yushu was helping him. Gu Pengzhan had not even had time to bid before the hammer came down!

"Thank you all for your support!" An Liwen rose to his feet, already unable to contain himself. Other bidders, after winning an item, would go up, swipe their cards, transfer the money, and take the item in hand on the spot; and An Liwen, naturally, wanted Gu Mengyao's kiss right now!

"Now, let us welcome An Liwen to the stage to receive his lot!" Shen Yushu, standing in for Tang Zhi and Gu Mengyao, played the host.

Gu Mengyao, meanwhile, looked utterly at a loss. What on earth was little Shu trying to do? Was she out of her mind? Make her kiss An Liwen? Why not just kill her?

Anxious as she was, Gu Mengyao could not fly into a rage; she only felt wronged and stifled, frowning, not knowing what to do.

By then An Liwen had already hurried over, unable to wait a moment longer, and climbed onto the runway.

"An Liwen, please swipe your card first!" Shen Yushu handed him the POS machine and said with perfect seriousness.

"Yes, yes! I'll swipe right now!" An Liwen, beaming, pulled out his bank card and swiped a million, then said in a low voice, "Thank you, little sister Shu, for making this happen. Don't worry—if I win Yaoyao, you'll be well rewarded!"

"Thank you for your generosity, An Liwen!" Shen Yushu paid him no mind at all, and announced to the whole hall, "Now, An Liwen, please receive your lot!"

"Now? Can I do it now?" An Liwen was thrilled, staring at Gu Mengyao's cold, gorgeous face, drooling.

"Of course you can!" Shen Yushu said. "Sister Yaoyao's first kiss is yours now!"

"Wahaha, then I won't stand on ceremony!" With that, An Liwen strode toward Gu Mengyao.

Gu Mengyao glared at Shen Yushu. Was little Shu's head full of mush? How could she do something so reckless? Make her kiss An Liwen?

"An Liwen? Where are you going? Over here—Feng Xiaoxiao will give you your lot!" Shen Yushu grabbed An Liwen and hauled him back.

"Feng Xiaoxiao? Isn't it Gu Mengyao?" An Liwen was stunned. What would I want Feng Xiaoxiao's first kiss for? Feng Xiaoxiao was pretty enough, but to spend a million on a kiss from someone so unrelated—was he brain-dead?

"Here it is!" At that moment Feng Xiaoxiao took a water-scene sculpture out of a box, held it in her hands, and said to An Liwen, "An Liwen, here you are—this is what you bid for, Gu Mengyao's first kiss!"

"Huh?" An Liwen was dumbstruck. "What kind of first kiss is this?"

"This is the first kiss! Look!" Feng Xiaoxiao raised the crystal sculpture in her hands. "This is a crystal sculpture made from Gu Mengyao's kiss mark. This is Gu Mengyao's first kiss!"

The crystal sculpture in Feng Xiaoxiao's hands was like those hand- and footprints of celebrities, except that this was a kiss mark, set inside crystal—a souvenir.

"This is the first kiss?" An Liwen stared at the thing in Feng Xiaoxiao's hands, on the verge of tears. A million for a piece of cheap glass? Was this some kind of joke? This was the first kiss? What a rip-off!

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