As long as Qiao Ying had taken a liking to something, it wouldn't matter if it was just a hairpin worth a few tens of millions or a bench worth hundreds of millions to take home and sit on.
But Qin Hanyue had just raised his hand when Qiao Ying grabbed hold of it.
Qin Hanyue's spine stiffened slightly as he looked over.
Qiao Ying was just holding his hand to stop him from bidding, without saying anything, her eyes still fixed on the stage,
So she didn't see Qin Hanyue's reaction.
Flames danced in his deep, murky eyes as he stared at their clasped hands.
Qiao Ying had small, fair, delicate, dainty hands that looked even smaller in his big hand.
The young girl's hand was very soft. Perhaps because the air conditioning was set low, her hand was still slightly cool, while Qin Hanyue was hot-blooded and his body temperature high. His palm was also rough. This kind of collision, from visual to tactile sensations, was clear.
Qin Yan was curious why Qiao Ying didn't raise the price anymore, so she secretly sat up straight, stretched her face forward, and turned her eyeballs to the corners of her eyes,
and caught a glimpse of Qiao Ying grabbing Third Master Qin's hand. She instantly had an expression like she had stumbled upon something, secretly thinking: Third Master didn't come here for nothing today, he made a big fortune!
Even Qin Yan saw it, let alone Qin Yuchen who was sitting closer.
His Adam's apple moved silently as Qin Hanyue said, "If you like it, bid for it. Money is not a problem." His eyes were still fixed on their hands.
Qiao Ying didn't seem to realize she was still grabbing his hand.
She asked back, "Bid for what?"
This thing was neither edible nor potable, and it didn't even look good. Even if she had a lot of money to throw around, she wouldn't possibly throw it to that old rogue An Ying.
Qin Hanyue: "Did she offend you then?"
The "she" here naturally referred to the woman bidding against Qiao Ying.
Qiao Ying: "I was just shouting randomly."
She just wanted to get Wei Qingyuan's attention for a moment and shouted randomly. She didn't even know who she was bidding against.
It could only be said that the other party was unlucky. Anyway, they were all here to do charity, and they weren't short of money. Spending tens of millions was like accumulating virtue.
Qin Hanyue didn't respond. His mind was completely on their hands. Although he didn't have any romantic experience, his experience was still there after all. Being a man of action himself, with such a good opportunity, no one would possibly be able to sit still like Liu Xia Hui under the willows, let alone that he had more than once hinted his feelings to the young girl. So it wasn't too offensive.
Then, following his heart, Qin Hanyue
tried to grasp Qiao Ying's hand tighter.
But having been in a daze for too long and wasted too much time, just as he was about to take action, Qiao Ying let go of his hand.
Qin Hanyue grasped at nothing.
After withdrawing her hand, Qiao Ying also glanced at Qin Hanyue's hand, thinking to herself: Why is this man's hand so hot?
Little did Qiao Ying know that it was his unusually high body temperature that startled her back to her senses, causing her to let go after realizing.
He stroked the pad of his thumb over his palm, relishing the lingering soft touch and warmth before Qin Hanyue finally looked at his empty hand with a sigh.
"Three million for the first time, three million for the second time, three million for the third time, sold!" The host slammed the gavel decisively, speaking extremely fast for fear of any changes. "Let's congratulate the lady on her generosity!"
To encourage more charity contributions, the host led everyone in applauding the lady's kindness.
Originally wanting to see Qiao Ying embarrass herself, she didn't expect to become the butt of this joke instead. Seeing those schadenfreude looks from the people around her and hearing that grating applause, Su Lingwei was angry enough to spit blood, but she couldn't throw a tantrum.
Mixed in the applause were a few whispers.
"This young miss of the Su family doesn't seem capable."
"Earlier I heard some gossip in circles that the Qin family seemed to have intentions to marry into the Su family. Now it looks undoubtedly false."
"The Qin family? The older or the younger one? Don't tell me it's the older one. How could Third Master Qin look upon her?"
"I guess the elders in the family are blindly meddling. Third Master himself would never possibly look upon a spoiled and badly-behaved young miss like her."
"I'm afraid the Su family is going to fall in this generation."
"Her father's generation was still decent. All three brothers were capable people. It was a pity the Su family eldest passed away prematurely in the prime of his life."
"Yes, and he didn't leave any descendant either. As for the two remaining brothers, they only had daughters, who were also incapable."
These words were undoubtedly slapping Su Lingwei in the face.
She couldn't stand to stay a second longer. "Dad, I'm going back first."
After speaking, she got up and left from the back door.
Hearing these words, her father also didn't feel good. He left his assistant to handle the handover with the organizers and left as well.
After the auction ended,
everyone came over successively to chat with Wei Qingyuan in the front row and bid their farewells.
Seeing that Qiao Ying didn't move, neither did the three men.
Qiao Ying turned to look at him and asked, "You're not leaving yet?"
Qin Hanyue said, "Waiting to leave with you."
She obviously still had something to do. How could Qin Hanyue not guess?
Sure enough, he then heard Qiao Ying ask him, "They've all gone to greet the philanthropist. Why doesn't Master Qin go too?"
Qin Hanyue was clever enough and understood her well enough that of course he knew what she meant by that. He just smiled and answered, "Going right now."
Although he didn't know what exactly Qiao Ying was up to, Qin Hanyue was still willing to act as her errand boy.
He got up and walked towards Wei Qingyuan in the front.
Qiao Ying and the others followed behind.
"Elder Wei."
"Master Qin the third, what a pleasure, what a pleasure. It is truly my honor that Master Qin the third would personally come to show his support."
Qin Hanyue said, "It's a charity event. Of course I should."
Wei Qingyuan: "This young man must be Young Master Qin? Looking so handsome and full of heroic spirit!"
Qin Yuchen: "Elder Wei flatters me too much. I still have much to learn..."
The two sides exchanged pleasantries.
Behind them, Qiao Ying was staring at Wei Qingyuan's adopted son.
Qiao Ying's straightforward gaze made Teng Yan look back at her. When Teng Yan did, he saw the girl give him a faint smile.
The girl was gorgeous with an exceptionally attractive aura.
Earlier when Qiao Ying was bidding against the Su family, Teng Yan had noticed her and subsequently discovered Qin Hanyue beside Qiao Ying as well.
In his appraising looks between them,
he heard the girl ask him, "You are Elder Wei's...?"
Teng Yan returned her smile and replied, "Adopted son."
Qiao Ying: "Doing so much great charity work selflessly and helping so many people, you guys are truly amazing!"
Teng Yan: "You flatter me."
The hardworking errand boy turned back and saw Qiao Ying chatting enthusiastically with another man.
Qin Hanyue's expression didn't change, but his aura instantly turned cold. Following his gaze towards Teng Yan, his eyes were murky as he looked the other man up and down.
His looks were extraordinary indeed, but nothing like the fair-skinned, red lips and white teeth, taciturn and well-behaved type that Qiao Ying liked.
Qiao Ying: "Can I get your contact info?"
Teng Yan: "Of course."
When he saw Qiao Ying take out her phone to save Teng Yan's personal contact info, Qin Hanyue spoke up, "And you are...?"
Just moments ago he had guessed that Qiao Ying was here for Wei Qingyuan. He didn't expect her to be here for the young man instead. Some errand boy he was, he really lifted a rock to drop it on his own feet!
Wei Qingyuan said, "Master Qin the third really has too many acquaintances to remember. This is my adopted son whom you've met before."
Teng Yan reached his hand out to Qin Hanyue and said, "Master Qin the third, we've met before."
Qin Hanyue had both hands tucked into his pants pockets. He lowered his eyes to glance at the outstretched hand in front of him but didn't move.
After leaving the other party hanging for a bit, he finally reached out to shake his hand.
