Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 128 - : A Humiliating Outfit Clash

Chapter 128: Chapter 128: A Humiliating Outfit Clash

The auction revenue from the Rongde Auction, half of it was donated to charity causes, while the remaining half went to the sellers. Without any important items in the early stages, everyone’s attention was mostly on casual conversation.

Xu Guangyao and Huo Jiancheng were sitting close to each other; the two had an agreement since earlier years to go out to play mahjong, drink, and ride horses together, and they could be considered very close.

“Jiancheng,” Xu Guangyao said in a hushed voice, “the matter with the kids won’t affect our friendship as adults, right? Let’s go out for a drink sometime.”

Huo Jiancheng was a soft-hearted good-natured person. He seldom had confrontations with others, so he responded.

“Sure, you just set the time. The family business is all managed by Xingzhou, so I’m quite free,” Huo Jiancheng said softly.

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Xu Guangyao’s eyes. “Actually, our families could become in-laws. The idea of ‘marriage to avert misfortune’ is nonsense, and it’s not necessarily true that Xingzhou likes Qiao Xi. Men always want to act on a whim after a setback.”

Huo Jiancheng didn’t respond directly and seemed rather perfunctory.

“Jiancheng, don’t forget the agreement you signed on behalf of Xingzhou ten years ago,” Xu Guangyao said with a smile.

Huo Jiancheng tensed up all over, looking at him in disbelief.

“Don’t blame me, Jiancheng. My daughter Xingluo is head over heels for your son, and I have no choice but to act. That agreement was notarized, and you agreed to it with a smile.”

Xu Guangyao was here to give a reminder.

He hoped Huo Jiancheng could take charge and persuade Qiao Xi and Huo Xingzhou to divorce.

“You… that’s all in the past,” Huo Jiancheng said, wiping his face. He had been coaxed into signing.

No one else in the family knew; they thought it was a joke. Who would have expected Xu Guangyao to bring it up all of a sudden?

“I’ve kept it very carefully,” Xu Guangyao said.

He was threatening him.

Huo Jiancheng felt his mind go blank and was in a daze.

Suddenly.

There was commotion in the auction hall.

Standing on the stage was a beautifully svelte celebrity, the third-rate actress Ruan Xiu. With delicate and frail hands, she held the microphone and said in a delicate voice, “I’m auctioning myself off.”

“Everything about me, including myself,” she teased, playing with her hair and casting seductive glances.

Ruan Xiu was petite and had a beautiful appearance.

But more importantly, she was wearing the same outfit as Qiao Xi.

She was dressed in an Naicai by the designer Irina, her hair pinned up in a new-style Chinese bun, charming and seductive. Her makeup and hairstyle were identical to Qiao Xi’s.

Everyone unconsciously glanced at Qiao Xi with their peripheral vision to gauge her reaction.

Xiang Huai’s distant uncle, Xiang Ming, stroked his belly and laughed heartily, “This bodysuit dress has something special; it’s so provocatively enchanting! I love these kinds of daring and seductive women! Looking from behind, I almost thought it was the Young Madam of the Huo family!”

He seemed unaware of the abnormal atmosphere and continued, “Just for this dress alone, I have to bid for a night with the beauty; but then again, all women are the same when the lights are out.”

His words carried a humiliating undertone.

Yet it was impossible to take issue with him; arguing with someone like Xiang Ming already lowered one’s own standards.

Xu Xingluo smiled coyly with her head bowed; she had calculated that the noble families valued their reputation.

Xiang Huai’s distant uncle was vulgar and did not consider the occasion when speaking.

Spending money on a dress just to humiliate Qiao Xi was well worth it.

“You…” Huo Sijiao was the one who couldn’t sit still any longer, but she was pulled back by Du Juan just as she was about to speak.

“Sit down; the more you make of it, the more embarrassing it is for your sister-in-law. It should have been ignored with just a few words, but making a scene will turn it into gossip,” Du Juan said.

“But he’s insulting my sister-in-law!”

“Your brother won’t sit idly by,” Du Juan patted her shoulder, soothingly, “Just watch.”

Meanwhile.

Xiang Ming directly announced a bid of one dollar.

“I’m a simple man; I just love beauties. If you all won’t bid, then I’ll start,” he said at the Rongde Charity Auction, where the starting bid for any item was one dollar, to bid as one pleased.

Qiao Xi’s pretty face was frosty.

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Xu Xingluo said with feigned innocence, “Qiao Xi, don’t take it to heart. Uncle Xiang definitely didn’t mean that you’re the vulgar one.”

“Ugh.”

Young Master Sun shifted his chair closer, covering his chest and retching with disgust, “I’m sorry, but whenever I hear a white lotus or green tea speaking, I get a physiological urge to vomit. Miss Xu, I’m definitely not saying you’re green tea.”

Having seen so many young ladies, he knew full well the tactics of women.

Xu Xingluo was here to disgust Qiao Xi.

“Sun Weimeng, your words are too harsh,” Xiang Huai retorted with a cold frown, defending Xu Xingluo.

“This is harsh?”

Sun Weimeng snorted coldly, “Then you haven’t seen me spewing even fouler language.”

The auction continued.

Ruan Xiu’s price had reached two hundred thousand, and Xiang Ming, with his bold and lavish demeanor, bluntly said, “Five hundred thousand! Give me some face, fellas, I really want to taste this woman.”

His vulgar words were met with no competition.

“Five hundred thousand once!”

“… Sold! President Xiang is truly fortunate!”

Ruan Xiu, with seductive eyes like silk, sashayed to Xiang Ming’s side and sat in his lap.

Xiang Ming groped her, squeezing her buttocks, and said, “A big butt is great for bearing children; give me a son and I’ll buy you another house.”

“Oh, President Xiang, you’re so naughty,” Ruan Xiu giggled, leaning into his embrace.

Xiang Ming said, “Xiuxiu, when I see you in that dress, I just want to rip it off and have my way with you. You vixen, born to seduce men.”

Ruan Xiu and Qiao Xi, the homophony of their names was clear.

He deliberately called her the nickname, using innuendo to humiliate Qiao Xi.

Xu Xingluo’s lips curved slightly, sharing a satisfied smile with Xiang Huai as they made eye contact.

The two were sickeningly sweet, not minding the occasion. Xiang Ming repeatedly called her “Xiuxiu,” provocatively challenging.

Qiao Xi gripped the armrest tightly, feeling like she had thistles at her back under the scrutinizing gaze of those around her—the lecherous appraisal of her figure by the sleazy men, their malicious probing, and the veiled contempt.

She felt even more uncomfortable in her dress.

At her side, Huo Xingzhou took her hand, stroked the back of it as if to comfort her.

Qiao Xi glanced at him, straightened her back, and sat upright.

“The next item for auction is Miss Xu Xingluo’s eighteenth birthday dress. This is one of the most important items in her life. The bidding starts now.”

Many in the venue gave face to the Xu Family, and Xu Xingluo’s peach-blossom eyes filled with mirth as she watched the price of the dress soar to a million.

In the end, only Xiang Huai remained.

“One million once.”

“One million twice.”

“Three million,” a deep voice sounded in the auction hall.

All eyes turned to Huo Xingzhou!

Xu Xingluo was surprised and excited, “Brother Xingzhou, you truly…”

Qiao Xi turned her head in shock, only to see the man composed and calm.

Xiang Huai raised his paddle, “Four million!”

“Five million,” Huo Xingzhou was very calm, bidding without hesitation. No matter how much Xiang Huai bid, he continued to raise the price.

A dress worth a few hundred thousand was bid up to more than ten million by the two of them.

Xu Xingluo’s face flushed with excitement, her vanity immensely satisfied. Two top-quality men, competing and desiring her—what could be more face-giving than that?

“Brother Xingzhou, Brother Xiang Huai, please don’t fight over me,” she said coyly, “Brother Xiang Huai…”

She placed her hand on Xiang Huai’s bidding paddle, shaking her head; Xiang Huai reluctantly gave up.

“Ten million once!”

“Ten million twice!”

“Ten million three times, congratulations to President Huo for a rage bid for his beauty!”

Huo Xingzhou’s eyes were downcast, his long fingers gliding over his phone screen, as if the bustle and noise around him were irrelevant.

Huo Sijiao was frantic.

Angrily, she said, “What on earth is my brother doing? Has he rekindled something with that vixen? I…” She was about to confront him when her phone vibrated.

She pulled out her phone to see the message, and her anger dissipated instantly.

Humph!

So, the real drama was still to come.

She picked up a large plate of cream cake, and with her head held high and chest out, she walked over.