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Chapter 8: You Are My Legitimate Wife
“One million one hundred thousand!”
At this moment, Zhuang Qinyang’s voice once again raised the bid, causing many people to be stunned.
Zhuang Qinyang’s face was solemn, he didn’t look in the direction of Qiu Yixun, his mood was not good.
His most beloved sister was taken away, and now if he couldn’t even get his sister’s graduation artwork, then he, as a brother, was truly a failure.
No matter what others thought, his sister’s work was priceless.
However, Qiu Yixun only glanced at him lightly, then directly said, “Two million.”
Zhuang Qinyang gritted his teeth, he went all out, “Two million one hundred thousand!”
Qiu Yixun remained unfazed, “Three million.”
After bidding three million, Zhuang Qinyang didn’t follow anymore, instead, he sneered.
Just now, Zhuang Jianxi sent him a message telling him not to bid, he initially wanted to fight Qiu Yixun to the end, but upon second thought, although the school would take a portion of this huge sum, the majority would be his sister’s earnings.
If Qiu Yixun wanted to be this sucker, let him be, he’d consider it a small vent of his anger.
“My goodness, the world of the rich is beyond our comprehension…”
“A graduation artwork selling for such a sky-high price, it’s truly remarkable!”
“Could it be fake? That handsome guy seems to be Zhuang Jianxi’s elder brother, this is too exaggerated!”
“It’s Qiu Yixun, the young master of the Qiu Corporation, how could he have the energy to fake it for us to see? He probably has his eyes on Zhuang Jianxi?”
“Tsk tsk, a beauty can earn in a single painting what ordinary people would take decades to earn, what a good life.”
“Indeed, if she’s truly favored by the young master Qiu, she’ll directly marry into a wealthy family, fly up to the branches and become a phoenix, why would she even paint anymore?”
In the crowd, Zhuang Qianqian, listening to these envious and jealous discussions, looked at her own artwork which was barely able to fetch a price of five thousand from her relatives, then compared it to Zhuang Jianxi’s hundreds of thousands, she bit her lip, her face full of resentment and annoyance.
Why, every time it was Zhuang Jianxi who stole the spotlight? She was just that lucky!?
Zhuang Jianxi could tell that Zhuang Qinyang was unhappy, as soon as the graduation exhibition ended, she went to him.
“Brother, if you want any painting in the future, I’ll draw it for you anytime.”
Zhuang Qinyang shook his head, “That’s different, this is your graduation artwork.”
On the steps of the hall, Zhuang Qinyang rubbed Zhuang Jianxi’s head, sighing, “My little sister, you’re graduating too.”
Zhuang Jianxi’s eyes were sparkling, her heart filled with a thousand words but she didn’t know how to express them.
Not long after, Lu Zhiyuan walked over, smiling, “Brother Qinyang, let’s have lunch together later.”
The Lu family and the Zhuang family had always been close, the three of them had been friends for many years, Zhuang Qinyang had a good impression of Lu Zhiyuan, and over the past few years, he had been grateful for his care for his sister.
Zhuang Qinyang smiled and nodded, he had already booked a restaurant, and was ready to have lunch together to celebrate their graduation exhibition.
The three of them chatted and laughed as they walked out of the school’s auditorium entrance.
Zhuang Jianxi was busy talking to her brother, and without paying attention, she stepped on a loose step, her body became unsteady and she was about to fall, Lu Zhiyuan, who was beside her, quickly reacted and caught her.
His hand just happened to be around Zhuang Jianxi’s slender waist, and this scene, unfortunately, fell into the eyes of the cold man who followed behind.
Zhuang Jianxi didn’t notice the person behind her, after she stood firm, she thanked Lu Zhiyuan, “Thank you, Brother Zhiyuan.”
Qiu Yixun, who was behind, his face darkened, strode forward.
He had pushed aside an important meeting today, specially coming to show his support. He had even spent a high price to buy her graduation artwork, but he hadn’t even cracked a smile the whole time. Now, seeing Zhuang Jianxi laughing at another man and hugging him, how could he bear it?
Zhuang Jianxi’s wrist tightened, and the next second, she was pulled into a strange, sturdy embrace. A powerful hand restricted her waist, burning hot and inescapable.
Zhuang Jianxi was startled, turning her head to see Qiu Yixun, she immediately turned cold, filled with anger. “What are you doing? Let go!”
“Come home with me.” Qiu Yixun held her and walked forward, completely ignoring everyone’s gazes and opinions.
Lu Zhiyuan couldn’t help but speak up, “Qiu Shao, you’re taking someone away without a word, that’s too arrogant!”
Qiu Yixun glanced at him, “My arrogance isn’t a new thing, what are you?”
Lu Zhiyuan was ashamed and angry, “You…”
Zhuang Qinyang raised his hand to stop his impulsiveness, suppressing his anger, “Qiu Shao, do I count as something then?”
“My sister and I have something to talk about, just having dinner, is that not allowed?”
Facing the Zhuang family, Qiu Yixun’s attitude wasn’t any better. Instead, he smiled mockingly, “Brother-in-law, there will be many opportunities for dinner in the future.”
“I’m sorry, but I need to take her home first.”
The driver promptly drove the car forward and parked in front of them. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Qiu Yixun directly shoved Zhuang Jianxi into the car and drove away.
Leaving Lu Zhiyuan and Zhuang Qinyang both angry and helpless.
The black Maybach slowly drove out of the campus, heading towards the Tengjingshan villa area at a steady pace.
The atmosphere in the car was icy cold, and for a while, no one spoke.
Qiu Yixun loosened his suit collar in some frustration, turning his head to look at the girl coldly.
Zhuang Jianxi’s fair wrist was squeezed red, she held it with her hand, looking coldly out the window, her chest heaving, as if she was very angry, but she didn’t say a word.
All the way, there was no conversation, the atmosphere was silent for ten minutes, the city’s high-rise buildings and traffic flew past outside the window.
Finally, Qiu Yixun couldn’t hold back anymore, reaching out, “It’s red, let me see.”
Zhuang Jianxi forcefully shook him off, “Don’t touch me!”
Qiu Yixun’s eyes darkened, “Zhuang Jianxi, don’t forget, you are my legal wife.”
Speaking of this, Zhuang Jianxi became even angrier. She had never thought about getting married in her future, and she didn’t want to marry this perverted man.
The Qiu family had invested a lot of money to support the Zhuang family. There were countless ways for the Zhuang family to express their gratitude, but they had to force her to marry Qiu Yixun, making a deal, losing all dignity, her freedom was bound, even the opportunity to laugh and gather with family and friends was taken away.
What was the difference between this and a cage trapping a beast?
Sometimes, she really wanted to just let the Zhuang family be destroyed, to break with Qiu Yixun. Her life was already half ruined, why did she have to endure it…
Zhuang Jianxi glared at Qiu Yixun, angrily saying, “One day, I will definitely divorce you!”
However, as soon as the words left her mouth, her chin was pinched by the man. A dangerous aura hit her face.
Qiu Yixun suddenly leaned over, his eyes narrowed, his face as dark as water.
The tall and strong man’s body enveloped the thin girl, like a ferocious beast cornering a white rabbit, about to devour its prey in the next moment.
He said in a low voice, “Take back those words, or you will regret it.”
Zhuang Jianxi looked up without fear, sneering, “How do you spell regret?”
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