Live fortune-telling: I want to reveal the secret

Jiangnan Antique Auction.

When Qi Hang raised the number plate in his hand and shouted out the price of 1500 million, not only Yang Fan was taken aback, but even several wealthy businessmen who were participating in the bidding also cast curious eyes on Qi Hang.

"Qi Hang, didn't I tell you? I can only repair... I won't create a complete teacup out of thin air." Yang Fan pulled Qi Hang and lowered his voice at the same time.

"Yang Fan, it's too late to explain. I'm going to take a picture of this Huashen Cup... because I seem to know where there is a July Orchid Cup!" Qi Hang also lowered his voice and said to Yang Fan.

"Really?" Yang Fan asked dubiously.

"Oh! Anyway, the price of this flower god cup is not expensive. Even if I can't find the July orchid cup, I can keep this cup as a collection!" Qi Hang seemed determined to buy this set Flora Cup.

"Well, anyway, you are rich, so you can be willful." Yang Fan replied dumbfounded.

Qi Hang: "..."

The auction is still going on, and the price of this set of Kangxi Colorful December Flower God Cup has been rising continuously.

"VIP No. 180 bid 1600 million! Is there a higher bid?"

"No. 97 merged bid 1650 million!"

"VIP No. 42 bids 1700 million!"

"VIP No. 31 bids 1800 million!"

……

Qi Hang also did not expect that this incomplete set of Huashen Cup would be so enthusiastically sought after by everyone. Starting from the starting price of 1000 million, it has been soaring all the way, and now the price is almost breaking through 2000 million.

However, Qi Hang was obviously determined to buy this set of teacups. She held up her number plate again and shouted loudly, "I'll offer 2000 million!"

quiet!
At this moment, the entire auction venue fell silent!

All kinds of bidding noises just now disappeared collectively with Qi Hang's words!

If it is a complete set of Huashen Cup, its price can definitely exceed 1 million yuan, but this set of Huashen Cup lacks a July Orchid Cup, and its price will not exceed 1500 million yuan .

Qi Hang shouted out a sky-high price of 2000 million, which has far exceeded the price of this set of Huashen Cup, and it is still a premium of more than 30%!
Although the wealthy businessmen present were all rich, it did not mean that they were all fools, so after Qi Hang called out the price, the venue immediately fell into silence, and no one continued to increase the price.

"2000 million for the first time! Are there any friends who continue to bid?"

"2000 million second time!"

"2000 million for the third time! Deal!"

With the final decision of the host, this incomplete set of December Flower God Cup was finally photographed by Qi Hang at a price of 2000 million.

Seeing Qi Hang's complacent look, Yang Fan couldn't help but shook his head again and said with a wry smile: Being rich is really self-willed!

……

Time passed by minute by minute.

The auction was finally drawing to a close, and the Ghost Valley Downhill Picture Jar restored by Yang Fan was brought up as the finale of this auction.

As expected by Qi Hang, as soon as this top-quality Yuan blue and white piece appeared on the stage, the entire auction venue fell into a frenzy.

Those wealthy merchants bid one after another, and they raised the price of this Yuan blue and white piece to more than 2 million yuan. The last wealthy businessman from Hong Kong Island directly shouted a sky-high price of 2.3 million yuan, overwhelming the crowd and bidding for this superb piece. Yuan blue and white.

Yang Fan couldn't help but thought in his heart: 2.3 million yuan to buy a porcelain vase to take home, is it intended to be used for flower arrangement?Still the same sentence, money really is self-willed!

After the auction ended, Qi Hang took Yang Fan to the backstage, and saw that Qi Hang paid 2000 million yuan, and at the same time got the set of colorful December flower god cups.

According to the rules of the auction house, after the seller's lot is successfully traded, he will not receive the payment until the next day.

Therefore, although the Ghost Valley Downhill Picture Jar has been sold, Yang Fan and Qi Hang have to wait until the next day to get the money.

"Yang Fan, we can go home now."

Qi Hang checked the box containing the Flower God Cup, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with the contents, he immediately hugged the box in his arms.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Yang Fan clearly heard a slight sound coming from the box.

At first, Yang Fan didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was the sound of clinking cups.

However, when Qi Hang approached Yang Fan, an extremely cold aura suddenly came out along the gap of the box, and Yang Fan couldn't help shivering!
what's the situation?
I saw Yang Fan suddenly looked towards the box, then looked at the expression on Qi Hang's face, and was surprised to find that Qi Hang didn't seem to notice this cold breath at all!
Something is wrong!
This set of December Flora cups is very wrong!
It seems that only Yang Fan can sense this icy breath, but the others are completely unaware of the existence of this breath!

How did that happen?

Could it be that there are some monsters hidden in this set of cups?
Although he felt strongly disturbed, Yang Fan did not remind Qi Hang immediately. He suddenly walked to Qi Hang's side, and then smiled and said, "Let me carry the box?"

"Hehe, okay." Qi Hang didn't think too much, and handed the box to Yang Fan without saying anything.

hiss!
It’s so cold!

When the box was in his hand, Yang Fan only felt a colder breath, which spread to his arm in an instant!
This is not an illusion, there is definitely something wrong with this box!
……

The city is dimly lit at night.

A red Porsche gallops fast on the road.

There were two young and handsome men sitting in the car, one was driving and the other was smoking in the passenger seat. Besides, there was a delicate wooden box lying quietly on the back seat of the car.

"Yang Fan, isn't this the way to my house?" Qi Hang suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Well, it's the way to your house."

While driving, Yang Fan secretly observed the wooden box on the rear seat through the rearview mirror, as if he was a little absent-minded.

At this moment, although the air conditioner was not turned on in the car, Yang Fan felt extremely cold, and the source of all this came from the wooden box on the back seat.

However, this kind of coldness only targeted Yang Fan alone, while Qi Hang, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, seemed to have no effect at all.

That's why Yang Fan decided to go home with Qi Hang, and then study the wooden box carefully. As for why he didn't tell Qi Hang the reason, he just didn't want to scare her.

However, Qi Hang seemed to have misunderstood Yang Fan's meaning, and he asked excitedly, "Yang Fan, aren't you going home tonight?"

"Uh... Let's see when the time comes?" Yang Fan's mind was obviously not on Qi Hang.

I saw Qi Hang turned his head sideways, and then asked with a charming look: "Xiao Fanzi, have you figured it out?"

"Have you figured out what?" Yang Fan asked subconsciously.

"Do you not only want to be my brother, but also a lover?" Qi Hang blinked his big eyes and asked expectantly.

"Get out! You fucking fag!"

"..."